This was the shirt BJ was wearing the day he never came back home.
I've had it safely tucked away in a ziplock bag for the past year. Tonight I was looking for this particular shirt in his closet but I couldn't find it. I realized where it probably was, and went to get the bag of things from their safe place. It was there. I opened the bag and out came the scent of my sweet boy and the flood of emotion that followed. Oh I miss him so much. He would be so excited about tonight's game. Heel yeah, BJ.