Today is a day that tugs at my heart-strings...it would have been the 75th birthday of my Grampa LaFleur. He sadly passed away last April of cancer. Although we lived far away from eachother most of my life, he was very special to me because he was my Mother's Dad and we loved him very much. He always sent us a Birthday card on time...every year, and even as an adult with children, I was still recieving his little cards and so were my children. He had the most beautiful signature...I can still picture it. I saved some of them, and hope to come across one when I go through my things. He used to call us and we all had a turn to talk to him..I can still remember what his voice sounded like. His name was Maurice and my mom said it was "Mo" for short. So in naming my newest baby...BoKhaled wanted to name him Mohammed after his own father. When my mom said "Oh, I can call him Little "Mo" like my Dad"...it made the name easier for me to love and more special to me. When I tell people his name I always say after my father-in-law and also my Grampa. Not able to see him before, makes me really sad so I can't talk about it because I wish I would have gone when I could. I love you sooo much Grampa, and I love you Mom... and InshaAllah (God Willing) we will all be together in Jannah (Heaven). Ameeen!