Does it ever end?

Driving to Dallas to have lunch with family, looking back at Adan asleep in seat behind us, I started thinking, Marcus and I will be gone from this place and all he will have is the family that he creates for himself. When will we be forgotten? The day will come when no one will know who we ever were. That is okay with me, but the thought of someone one day not knowing Adan breaks me. Will those after him know about his heart and his soul that shined so bright even at the age of two?

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