Holding on to what you love

This last Sunday, on Father’s day, we were lounging on the couch, and Brown asked if he could keep Bear (his loved stuffed bear) when he was an adult.  I told him he could keep him for as long as he liked.  He said good.  And after a bit more reflection, he said, “and when I die, I am going to hold on tight to his ankle and pull him to heaven with me.”  Yes, hold on tightly to that kind of faith.