Dear Sonzee,
Firstly, happy 11th birthday baby girl wherever you are. I hope you are able to celebrate and maybe even have a party with all of your friends. Today is actually or rather would be your golden birthday. Fitting your siblings haven't had theirs, so you mark the first one. Tzvi says it is stupid and even when it is his, he won't care. (Too bad I will make it the most ridiculous day for him, and since he will be in his 20's it will be even better!!!) I still cannot understand how this is the 6th birthday you have celebrated without us, without us being able to decorate your bedroom door and spoil you with I don't even know what. This year I got a new sign for the front yard, a new sign for your grave, and a fake birthday cake that is red and white for you. (We'll see how long Mr. Ira lets these stay this year).
As in 2024, Aba reminded me again how much I hated your birthday during your life; not sure if it is more or less than my feelings now. I decided today might be worse than your deathaversary. There is just something about honoring a day created specifically for a person who isn't here to be honored. The day isn't supposed to be about me, or anyone else, it is supposed to be about you. Where are you even??? What are you doing? What do you look like? What do you like? What would you like if you were here? I keep waiting for these days to not dig deep into my soul as much. Guess what?! 6 years and 6 birthdays isn't the magic number. Harper's mommy is at 10 years and 9 birthdays and she isn't giving me much hope. But we did decide when you and Harper's siblings are out of the houses all grown up and moving forward with their lives, we will just drive to each other to eat cheesecake and drink wine together, so there's that future to look forward to!
Today I packed my day with lots of work. I have learned keeping busy is the best thing for me or else it won't be good. It will finish off with Zoyo for Meena since it's PJ Day, and maybe they will finally have new flavors. I hope you are being spoiled and doing whatever it is you want to have the best day. I miss you beyond words. Since I can't find the right words to finish this letter with. I will leave you with lyrics to a song.
I know you're up in heavenBut damn it hurts like hell'Cause I'd just be pretendingIf I said anything elseAnd I know God don't make mistakesBut this sure feels like oneThat won't change the factsThat won't bring you backSo I'll cry 'cause it's overAnd smile because we had youPacked a whole lot of livingEven though it ended all too soonAnd in time, I'll start healingBut even when I get that feelingNo matter where I go or what I doI'll never not remember youThank God for all the memoriesAnd pictures on my phoneThey don't fill the emptyBut I feel less aloneAnd I know you're with the angelsRight where you belong'Cause you were one to usYou left a legacy of love
Love you and miss you!
Until next time.
HAPPY 11TH BIRTHDAY.
Love always,
Ema
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