Thanks - giving / Mommy
I had to think long and hard about what i was thankful for this year. The more time that goes by, the more i miss you. Two years ago, i lost you forever. I was so selfish, and wanted you with us. I ended up with out you. I sit back and watch Owen, and Jared, and even Ceira is starting to get involved when we go to Bubbie and Poppys for dinner, and i remember how special thanksgiving was to me.
I feel each year i fall in this rut this time of the year. Like i need to learn to deal with holidays all over again. Christmas music, makes me cringe. It used to make me feel festive. I guess you can say i have become real good at hiding my true feelings.
Dont get me wrong, i am extreemly thankful for what i do have. The family i have, the healthy kids i have-- it just dosent compare to what i dont have. I feel like i dont have so much more. Daddy often says hes glad your out of pain. I would much rather have to fight for you to live, than never have had you. I fought for 3 months, and could have continued on for 30 years!
I watch Aunt Colleen who just had a baby, go threw the sleepless nights, and being exhausted....its quite comical, becuase she could never understand what I went threw when i had you. Now shes getting a taste of it. -- and the comical part is, that her baby is healthy, and needs no extra care a sick child like you, did.
I guess you can say i am feeling sorry for myself this week. Or at least thats how i feel. I hate that no one remembers you--or if they do, its not spoken of. I realized tonight, that each year, at Thanksgiving dinner, we have the same conversation about Audrey (your great grandmom) who died before we were married. They all talk about how "out there" she was before she died, and what they went threw, and how awful it was. I also sit almost seperated from the converstation because i lived it. More than any of them (your great uncles/aunts) did. I lived it true, but it was my son. It would make me feel good if i had you remembered each year like that.
So this thanksgiving, this is the 3rd one without you. I feel like its getting deeper set in my heart. I feel like you are like a watercolor painting, thats just starting to have all the rain run the colors together. You are fading. Your pictures, your memory, and your life.
I wonder....what am I thankful for? You are my hero- you always will be. I was asked- "who would you most like to meet?" my answer to that question, will always remain the same....."i would like to meet God.--" if you ask why?- its because
i really would like to ask him
"why."
I love you. The days will never be the same. Much love and Thanks for you being in my heart.
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