The other day I was driving by a park I had visited just one time and began recalling a sweet memory of Jud and Jessie playing in that location — I remembered them climbing, sliding and laughing together.  

Yet, as I explored the memory further in my mind, I realized the timing of my visit to that location could not have occurred while Jud was alive; it had to be after he died.  And, in fact, Jessie and Jud never actually had the chance to climb and slide together because Jess was so young.  But my memory of them both playing there was so strong.

It startled me.  How could his presence feel so real in that memory but he wasn’t there?  And then it hit me…I carried Jud so significantly in my heart to that place, that it was as if he was there with us — we were still making memories together.

I suddenly felt a rich sense of comfort. 

As we finish packing to start a new chapter of making new memories in a new home, I am deeply comforted to know that Jud is indeed with me in all my moments and my memories will continue to be filled with the presence of my sweet, little man.