Beautiful Boy.

A week and a half ago my neighbors directly across the street experienced a huge tragedy. Their 13 year old son passed away in his sleep. He told his friend he had a headache and he was going to take something for it. No one is sure what he took, but the next day he was gone. Beautiful boy, with jet black hair. Always skateboarding or snowboarding. Looked like Jake when he was little. His name was Connor.

He left behind a brother, 9, who I'm sure doesn't know how to live life without his protective older brother.

What a blow to their quaint existence. I'm not sure how you would go on.

Pray for his mother. Think of her. I don't know what else to do...

UPDATE: Here's the link to his story.

Dream.

Been doing a little of this...

And this...

See more on my photoblog.

Also, I read the most inspirational story. Makes me want to drop everything, take the first plane to Nepal and hug orphan children around the clock. I don't think I was born to do much else. Someday, someday, my girls and I will tromp over there like the nurturing women that we are and serve the people that don't have anything. It's my dream. And reading her stories make every tiny problem in my life and everyone else's seem completely obsolete.

Read Maggie Doyne's blog here.
Read Maggie Doyne's very inspirational story here.

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (that's a sigh).