In Memory of Brian

Today was Brian's funeral. I didn't speak or say anything about him and nor did I stay long because I wasn't family, but I still couldn't bring myself to go to work. The day care understands, but I'll have to head back soon. His death wasn't related to them this time, so my off time is only allowed at so much...I came home and found myself reading an old book of mine. 'Peter Pan', more specifically, 'Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens'. It made me feel better, until I came toward the end of the book. I'll share it with you, it made me think of Brian so much...

"But he still has a vague memory that he was a human once, and it makes him especially kind to the houseswallows when they visit the island, for houseswallows are the spirits of little children who have died. They always build in the eaves of the houses where they lived when they were humans, and sometimes they try to fly at a nursery window, and that is why Peter loves them the best of all the birds."

I'm not sure exactly what a house swallow is, I only get pictures of the barn swallows. Still, if I ever see one I'll be sure to take its picture. For Brian's sake....