In Memory of Gaje Jeffrey Florence

I had another dream about you. I am starting to think that there is a reason behind all of my dreams. It still scares me when I wake up and your not there. I wish you were here with me.

The cemetery should have your headstone ready soon and it looks so pretty. I can't wait until they put it out there, I hate going and staring at the ground, it will be much easier on me when I can see your picture staring back at me.

It seems strange to get excited over something like this but what else do I have to get excited over?

I wish you were here. Gracie sort of took over on your room. We have all your little toys and things to remember you by on a shelf in your room but Gracie goes in there to play. I hope that she will remember you when she gets older.


WE talk about you all the time and people seem to get tired of listening to us so we started just talking to each other about it. I think about you often and I hope that you are safe.

I'm sorry that this happened and I wish that I could take it back. I would trade you places if I could. It still feels like a bad dream and I can't seem to wake up from it.

I love you and you will always be my baby boy with his big brown eyes and that perfect smile.