Memorial

Last week Dominic asked me to help him clean off his desk. He's a bit of a slob and his desk is usually cluttered, if not completely buried. 

He begged me to help him because he had a special "project" he wanted to do.

This is what I saw when I returned. The card on the right is a sympathy card from my mom's pastor that was solely for Dominic.

 Later he needed more space and put everything together. But he won't let anyone else touch it.

He doesn't really say much about her, but every once in a while he'll make a comment that lets me know he misses her and is still thinking things through.