I'm smack dab in the middle of birthday season at our house, so we're all into planning, partying, and thank-youing. With Amanda's tragic death last week and Matthew and Amanda sharing a birthday, I wasn't sure how much Matthew got the whole reality of it. (Not that I wanted him to really get reality, just wasn't sure it registered at all.)
Out of the blue this week he told me, "Mom, I know what birthdays are for: to get older to go up to heaven and live with God."
Yep. Think he got it. And a little better than the reality I was thinking of.
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