My boy leaves me little notes.

Sometimes I find them in the car, on my bed or in my daytimer.

 

The notes are not always for me, nor are they always notes of love.

 

 

I’m not a religious person, but if there is a God out there, please let these notes never end. I will miss them.

Now, the notes my daughter leaves me? Well God, you can take those and put them where the sun don’t shine.  🙂