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Saturday, February 25, 2006

Hey John.

It’s your birthday today. You would have been 24 today. Can’t believe how old you would have been. A real grown up, not a kid anymore. You would have been two years out of the house having a real life with James and I am sure a great gal too. T-Rex sure could use your meat grilling expertise. They restaurant has gotten off to a rocky start, but you know that already since I am sure you are watch all of us.

I am glad that your great-grandpa is with you. Donaldine and Stuey, glad he found you, Jen rests easier knowing you have him. And Jesse too. Have you heard his mother talk to you? Please help Jesse learn how to let her know he is doing well.

I know you don’t want to be remembered for your cancer sweetie. You won’t be. John you are remembered for being a gifted chef. You are remembered for being a good scout who helped the little guys and they looked up to you. Vicki remembers you and so do your online buddies. She misses you a bunch too. Laura misses you going to the movies with her, not the time she spent with you in the hospital. I could go on and on. Believe me kiddo, your big presence is missed everywhere, but we feel you too. Pop when he works on your car, Scott has no one to argue with or now to gang up with to talk about how crazy mom is getting (which happens at your age). Bob feels your strength. Little Gabe’s favorite toy is a monkey. Nemo stares at you pictures and meows. I feel you at night, yes I did feel the pluck at my lips and Jen felt you sitting on her bed that time. Heck John, even the peddler in Mexico got your message to offer me the carving. And I get the pennies. I we spend time in my dreams, when you didn’t have cancer.

A candle is lit for you today, mass will be said and I will go by Lalimes and have a bowl of soup. While I am in Hawaii this week I am going to look for the rainbow and dolphins and know that you asked God to send them for me. John you are so missed here on earth, but I know that you are working hard as an angel spreading your love and the color blue to all who need it. I am trying hard not to pray for a do-over anymore, my acceptance is greater than it used to be, and I cannot wait until the blink of your eye has passed where you are and years have passed here for me when we will be together again, my little monkey. Thanks for being here for as long as you possibly could.

Love you always,

Mom

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