About eight years ago my nephew's father died in an accident...My nephew was only 4 at the time. When he got a little older, (old enough to understand that his father wasn't coming back) it took some time to make him see that his father was never very far from him...
Even today..eight years later, he and I can still pick out our fathers from all the stars in the heavens, our own, diamonds in the sky.
Lovely creation Eloise....truly set off a series of lovely yet painful memories...
Never be a carbon copy of anybody...make your own impressions. - ANON.