The Sun, the Moon, the Stars

 My three most precious treasures, my sun, my moon, my star.

 Kameron was my sun because the world just revolved around him, as it should with first babies! He is my sun-son! He made parenting look so easy and I wanted to have 10 more! He ate well, slept like a baby, and we could take him anywhere! Your dad took him in a front pack for a walk every day across the street to the Forest Service Complex and they watched the same nature films dozens of times. He was so smart and so articulate that he seemed like a tiny adult at times. The first time my mom held him, she said he was a special child who had an important reason for being here. When he took care of her during the days after her brain surgery, she thought that was the reason, at least for her at that time, and she called him her hero. I know he was yours every day of your life. I'm so glad you told him so.
 You were my star from the minute you arrived. From the twinkle in your beautiful blue eyes to the your play acting to both of us stargazing as we never (let me say that again) never slept more than a few cat naps here and there for one whole year. The doctor told me to keep a journal of when you slept. When I showed it to him, he exclaimed, "Well, no wonder you aren't sleeping, you are always writing!" Even Grandma Rake didn't believe me, so Cheryl and I went to stay with her for a visit. She told me to go lay down and she and Cheryl would watch you and Kameron. 16 hours later, I awoke and she said, "Did you know this little stinker only closes her eyes and nods off for 10 minutes at a time? She is as good as can be and just smiles and looks around, but we are exhausted!" So, my little one, we had many nights of stargazing, rocking and singing. Then, of course, there were your many star tattoos. I loved your wristlets but my favorite is the one on your right front shoulder to cover the "It was just a mistake" tattoo.
 Kenton, of course is my moon. He was so easy going and so loved and was cared for by so many as a baby. When you both helped deliver him, you were the first to hold him and you said it was the only time in your life (at 5 years old!) when you laughed and cried at the same time. He went through a crying phase for a few months and you were the only one who could comfort Scooter and turn his tears to laughter. We were all "over the moon" for him when he was born. You, of course, thought he "hung the moon" and over the years you talked about his creativeness and his genius. He is constant yet ever changing, which I love! There are so many phases of The Boy and I can't wait to see each one.

 KC was the first to see you as a butterfly so I think she needs to be included in my sun, moon and stars world. Perhaps as the butterfly that needs all three, who basks and glows in their light and surrounds them. Kameron gave her a Tiffany butterfly necklace on their wedding day. What do you think?

Shoot for the moon and if you miss, you'll still be among the stars. Les Brown

I always loved this quote but it has deeper meaning for me now. So I'll keep shooting for the moon until I can join you among the stars. Goodnight, sweetheart.

Kenna, KC, Kameron and Kenton