Happy birthday

Happy birthday, little buddy.  I still miss you! I miss being able to watch you grow. I wonder what 8 would have looked like.  Would you like starwars? Would you play legos? Would you want to be outside all the time? What books would you like reading? 

With your sisters I always know what kind of a party they want. What toys and books make the perfect gifts. But for you I’ll never know. Because while it is your eighth birthday, you will never be eight. This is another year I get to miss.

So tomorrow we will smile, remembering when we did get to hold you. And we will eat cupcakes as a family in honor of the day you joined us. And I will thank God for you, as I always do when I think of you. But I will also be sad because I miss you.