Tonight, before bed, the wee one handed me a piece of paper. It was folded in thirds and when I opened it, it said "$1000 savings bond for Ike." There were wavy lines to look like extra writing – to make it official looking, you know? And on the back he wrote, "Love, Sam."
He told me it was a savings bond to help Ike and that I had better hang on to it.
And the crash you hear is my heart breaking into millions of pieces. But kind of in a good way.