Eli was 16 months old when Odell was born, so it is always a question in our minds exactly how much he remembers and understands about his brother. The following conversation occured this morning on the way to church. The car was quiet as I think everyone was tired, and then...
Eli: Whenever I go to church, I think about Odell.
Me: Really? Why do you think about Odell?
Eli: Because he is my brother mom!!!
Me: Of course he is! So you just think about him, just sort of remembering who he is?
Eli: At church we talk about God, and Odell is with God, so I think about Odell.
Me: Oh.
2 comments:
precious. precious. precious.
and you know what? i had someone tell me once that when you are thinking of a deceased loved one - it's because they are looking down at YOU from heaven.
xo
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I love this post.
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