Tonight Julia was saying her "goodnights" and she looked up to the ceiling and said "love you Papa Tommy." She does this a lot. But tonight she had questions...she wanted to know if you were dead how do you live in the sky and in the grave. I told her it was complicated. She asked all about if you had a house in heaven, if you sleep there, what it looks like...then she said that you must fly from the grave to the sky, but didn't think you had wings. I told her that since you were an angel you definitely had wings. And then I told her that you are our special angel that watches over us...her eyes lit up! She said, "Ma, he's just like Santa! He watches over the things we do!" Daddy, she misses you and thinks about you all the time...we all do! I hope you are looking down on us and sharing our lives...I love you so much!