Merry Christmas, Daniel. It's so hard to believe that you departed for Heaven seventeen years ago now, and that you would be twenty-nine years old had you remained on Earth. I know that Jesus is with you and that you and Matthew and my Dad are together and that you have met, most likely, with relatives and ancestors I know about, but may never have had the opportunity to see or with whom to speak.
Sweet alpaca Cammie is still alive, and at about 24 and is the only remaining animal you would have known while you were on Earth. She is enjoying her remaining life, but may join you sooner rather than later. You are missed very much, as is Matthew. Your stockings still hand at the fireplace with the others at Christmas. You are also in our prayers at Christmas dinner.
We love you (and Matt and Dad) so, and each day we get closer to seeing you again. I love you, bug. My best regards to my Dad, your Dad's parents, Matt, and to my mother if you see her. My Nana, Joan and Edna might also appreciate a remembrance. XOXO
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