Another great conversation with our boy.
A voice wafts in from the living room.
“Mom, today is George Washington’s Birthday.”
“I know. How should we celebrate?”
“I will speak to him with my heart.”
I overhear a whisper.
“Happy Birthday, George Washington. I hope you are having a nice birthday in heaven.”
He comes in to see me.
“I told him to have a nice day with my heart. I hope I didn’t disappoint him.”
“How could you disappoint him?”
“I don’t want him to think he is not in my heart anymore.” He pats his chest. “He’s still there, nice and safe. I won’t forget him. Or Lincoln, either.”
“I know they are both very proud of you.”