Timothy with his proud Grandpa Gerry. We had our first really heavy snow fall for the winter season on this day. So most of my day was spent inside with Timothy enjoying the day together. It was a Sunday, so we were wrapping up the weekend and getting ready for the week ahead. I was starting my fourth day back at work and things were starting to fall into place for us a little bit. Timothy was in such a great mood during the day and later that evening...showing no signs of what was ahead. Little did we know our time with him was running out.

Timothy with his Grandma Kathleen. We were all so proud of him...feeling so blessed to have him...and so grateful to God for him. Whatever room we were in, we had Timothy with us. We took him everywhere. Noone could be anywhere without him. He was a joy to our souls and a huge "band-aid" for our hearts.

This picture has a story behind it. When I took this picture, I had put Timothy down real quick to change or something...and when I went back over to him to pick him up, I noticed he was laughing and smiling at the wall. On the wall above him, were pictures of Gerry. When I looked up to see what he was looking at...it was then when I realized it was his dad. I was really tickled by this, so I got the camera and took a picture of him looking up at the pictures. He did this for the longest time. I thought for sure after rushing to get the camera, he wouldn't be looking anymore...but he was. After Timothy passed away, I got this picture back and I really studied it. I realized in a way, Timothy knew he was going to see his daddy again the next day...in a sense he was saying, "I'll see you tomorrow dad." Never in a million years did I ever think that when taking this picture of him, it would turn out to mean so much. Nonetheless, know that it would be the last picture taken of him at all. When we think something is happening at one certain time...it usually turns out to be and mean something else. Life, I believe, is full of disguieses. Without them, I don't think we would open our hearts and minds up the way we do to try and figure them out. I don't believe in coincidences...but for this, I really don't know. Although, it makes for interesting speculation. Therefore, I will always look at this picture of Timothy the day before he passed away, looking up at his dad...always feeling and believing in what the meaning behind his little smile truly meant. "Life as it is" turns out to be very different than "Life as it is supposed to be."

~THE DANCE~

Looking Back On The Memory Of The Dance We Shared Beneath The Stars Above
For A Moment All The World Was Right
How Could I Have Known You'd Ever Say Good-Bye
And Now I'm Glad I Didn't Know The Way It All Would End
The Way It All Would Go
Our Lives Are Better Left To Chance
I Could Have Missed The Pain
But I'd Had To Miss The Dance
Holding YOU
I Held Everything
For A Moment
Wasn't I The King
But If I'd Only Known How The King Would Fall
Hey Who's To Say
You Might Have Changed It All
And Now I'm Glad I Didn't Know
The Way It All Would End
The Way It All Would Go
Our Lives Are Better Left To Chance
I COULD HAVE MISSED THE PAIN
BUT I'D HAD TO MISS THE DANCE...

"Goodnight, Sweet Prince, And Flights Of Angels
Sing Thee To Thy Rest."
~William Shakespeare~

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