Today Uncle Rick called the office about an insurance question and, as usual, started asking about you guys. He started to ask me when Carter's football started, but he said "Hayden" instead of "Carter" at first. He quickly corrected himself, but there was a few second-pause where I didn't know what to say. He didn't say sorry or anything either.
This made me really sad because I so wish he was asking me about you like he and other people used to. I used to tell him about water polo, mowing lawns, trips you took, just regular stuff you were doing. That is not ever going to happen again. I never thought how this was just a regular occurrence and no longer is, and how much I miss that. I haven't had that question to answer in almost a year. I miss that and I miss you! Love you so much sweet boy!
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