Light It Up

Dear Sawyer,

Can something be sweet AND morbid? The other night, we somehow started talking about the concept of reincarnation and I asked you what if you came back as a bug. You asked me what kind of bug I think you'd come back as and after a minute of thought, I said, "I think you'd come back as a firefly because you're always lighting up now." You smiled the sweetest smile, so I could tell that you liked my answer. And then you said to me, "If I die before you and come back as a firefly, I'd keep landing on your hand because that's good luck." Oh. My. GAAAAAAAWD. What is this liquid welling up in my eyeballs?? Then you went on to tell me that you'd put a sign on your back that said "Sawyer," so that I'd know the firefly was you. I asked you how you'd write the sign since you'd have no hands and you genuinely looked stumped, hahaha! I said you could get all of your firefly friends to fly in formation to spell out "Sawyer" in the air and you said you'd tell them to spell out your first, middle and last name just so I'd know for sure that it was my Sawyer. Goodness! Such a cute/funny/creative/heartbreaking conversation all in one!

Love,

Mom