Brandon loved Gracie. He followed her around, talking endlessly. He talked about Wild Kratts (he likes Chris, she likes Martin), he sang her the Slippery Fish song he learned at the library. He told her which animals he saw yesterday at the zoo. She was so patient and attentive with him. There was a moment when they grabbed hands, Gracie helping Brandon down the stairs that I thought my heart would explode out of my chest.
After awhile we got into our cars and drove away. When we veered off in different directions, I began to cry. It is the feeling of loss that chokes me up, and you feel loss so much more deeply after being filled up. And then, from the backseat, Brandon said, “I miss Gracie,” as if reading my mind. “I do too,” I told him, sad yet also thankful that for a morning, we were both full.