Sad

Yesterday marked one month since Jason's death.  I went out to his grave, and there was Noah lying on the ground on his side, with his ear right over the grave.  He said he'd had a dream that Jason was still alive when we buried him, so he was listening to see if he could hear him.  Sarah came over and put her head down on the grass and listened.  It was a sad sight, seeing both kids prone on the ground with their heads on the spot where Jason was buried.  Then Sarah said, "I hear him purring!"  That was a little disturbing.