The little man sits playing at my feet on this is it only Wednesday, I miss my husband and need DD on tap kind of day. No nap for this one. Oh gosh, how I needed that nap. It has been a shattering, emotional few days. I look down to see the afternoon shadows upon his soft and fuzzy little head and my tired eyes and lonely heart open again. 24 hours to the minute before this photo was taken, my little boy, Landon Stephen Murray sat quietly and honorably through his first funeral, that of his great grandfather, the giver of his name, his Irish glow, winning smile and lady-loving charm. And this afternoon, Grandpa, though far away from our tears in Marblehead, is with us through and through.
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