Even though January is almost over, I still don’t understand how it can be a new year — 2008 — a year in which we don’t have Dillon with us. I’m still in denial most of the time. Dillon is just up the street. At least he’s supposed to be just at the end of the block. Why isn’t he there? Every day when I go to my car, I look at the bumper sticker “Rest in Paradise D Hen”. I’d much rather have him rest here. Although I already think about Dillon every day, I’m so glad to have the bumper sticker — to see the beautiful wave and take the moment each time I go to my car to think of him too. And to take him with me, where ever I go. Dillon, we love you so much.
