Thank God for my wonderful…midwife’s apprentis. taking pictures of my son! I would be lost without them. Everytime I can’t quiet remember what he looked like I have those to go to. Anytime I just want to remember him and let some tears go, I have them. I have to admit I thought the idea of having pictures of my dead son was a little odd. I have an “obsession” if you will with pictures. I love to take them, show them, give them as gifts, look back at the memories etc. The thought of doing any of that, the day he died was not appealing. I cherish them though. I realize I can’t exactly share them with the world because well, not everyone may want to see them but I have them for me. I will have them forever and I have them for anyone who may want to see them. They are a beautiful reminder of yet another thing I have to look forward to in heaven.