Thursday evening - April 8th - 9:52 p.m. Hi Sweetpea, Nana had to write you a note before I go to bed. Today I saw a little boy running at the park and a thought ran through my head. "Why couldn't that be Brandon running instead of that little boy." Brandon never got to run while here on earth, in his earthly body, but I just know you are running, jumping, skipping and even better, flying perhaps! ... in that special place we call Heaven. Heaven is a wonderful place for little Angels like you! Another thought crossed my mind today, that you were born on a Sunday and passed away on a Sunday as well. You came for a visit and had to leave us much too soon! I miss and love you to the moon, my special and much loved Grandson. Goodnight Love, Nana