Have a friend who will take me to the cemetery where C is burred tomorrow. Taking the spray of flowers to lay on his grave, along with a not-too-personal note. If I'd had more time, I would have had them get roses that were  a bit more lavender than pink, and bit whiter than cream --- but considering this was essentially a rush, as I want to see him to say goodbye before Christmas, this will do.  I still think it's lovely.

Lots to say to him tomorrow. I hope that somewhere, he can hear me.

I miss you baby; your Daddy will always miss his Boy.