Last nights dream.
 

We were playing football in the park, you had your hearts top on. After every header you stopped to sort your hair. You laughed so much.

In the dream I was looking at you in awe. I woke and felt I had just spent the day with you in heaven. Then reality sets in and I lose you all over again.

Aw Parmy, your son is alive and well in your heart, he was obviously too good for this world

Sounds like the most wonderful dream, Parmnion.