Sweet Boy

I sometimes don't share these stories as they are so personal but this blog is for Monks and I don't want to forget them. This morning he was riding his rocking horse and he said I love this horse! I said good, do you know who bought it for you? He quickly replied "My Gigi." I teared up and said yep, she did buy you that. He then stopped rocking and asked me with such a serious face "where did Gigi go?" I of course looked like an idiot I am sure to him and finally got out "where did she go?" He then paused and looked at me and then up like he was in deep thought and said "in heaven with Grandpa?" I said yep, that's where she is and he asked me why and I mouthed I don't know and shrugged my shoulders.