I CAN'T HELP BUT THINK...

That YOUR hands were in this...

Welcome to our family Brady Steven Orton

VISITING YOU....

I was in town Friday and snuck down to see you Ben.  It was just me and you...all by ourselves.  That doesn't happen very often.  I talked to you, cried over you and even lay next to you for awhile.  (that is until an older man stopped in his truck, afraid that I had fainted or something because I wasn't moving)  He moved on after he saw that I was okay...at least on the outside.  I miss you Ben.  I physically miss your being.  I miss holding you, touching you, taking care of you.  It still seems so surreal when I'm sitting at your grave, that this is my life now...without you in it.

I LOVE you Ben!