When he was little. 

A young mother came into our store yesterday. Following close behind was a little blonde boy in denim overalls. He had the slightest little curls at the nape of his neck and a smile that was only outshined by the love I saw in his moms eyes for him. It took my breath away as I traveled back in time when Arthur was little. He was full of such wonder and I was completely in love with him.  Everything about him was perfect and he saw only good and love in the world. We gardened together from the time he was crawling, him with little curls at the nape of his neck and his denim overalls. Those were precious days, moments of sheer joy and they will forever be what brings a smile to my face and peace to my broken heart.