I was having a bad day. Every where I turned things just kept reminding me of Andrew. Sometimes it just happens. I don’t plan on it, it just happens. Maybe I read something or see something, sometimes I just allow my mind to think to long about something and before you know it tears of sorrow will begin to flow. I was having one of those kind of mornings, the day was not starting so well. Charis Joy saw that I was crying and came over to sit on my lap. With eyes full of love she put her arms around my neck and gave me a big hug and a kiss. Then she whispered in my ear and said, “I know I am not Andrew, but I am still here daddy.”. Those words have never been forgotten by me. I am still here, daddy. In one simple sentence she provided a comfort for me. Life does continue and the days keep coming and I am still here. And my precious little girl is still here to. There have been so many days that she has done her best to be such a little helper around the house. She enjoys cooking. She is a good dishwasher, not her favorite thing to do, and she help swith the clothes. Her most important jobs these days is those times when she comes to sit on my lap and give me big hugs and remind me that she is still here. What a blessing our children can be.

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