On July 4th the kids made wishes as they each sent lanterns up into the sky. When it was Luccio's turn he said, "My wish is for Papa." The next night at bedtime, he reminded me. He said, "I wished for Stregga to have Papa by her side for all of her weeks." He acknowledged that he understood that Papa (my father) is no longer alive when he said, "You know I mean fake, ghost Papa. You know the part of a person that stays when their body leaves. Like the spirit. That Papa. I want his Spirit to always be by her side." Oh Bear! You precious, amazing little boy. That is a beautiful wish. I know Papa heard it and will always be by Stregga's side and in all of our hearts forever.
