Happy Birthday My
Littlest Love. I know you are riding
unicorns, picking flowers, and playing with all the other kids that don’t have
to hurt anymore. There won’t be a whole
lot of celebrating from me, it’s just another day to remind me of what I miss
more than anything.
We are doing something special
though. With the help of some special
people, we are going to put a brick in your name at St. Jude’s and putting a
bench in your memory at Bright’s Zoo.
In the fall Mommy and
Daddy get to go back to St. Jude’s for a Remembrance Weekend and will get to
see your name their forever. A piece of
our family will forever be inside those walls, and your name will be there for
all those to see. It will be there for
those kids who finally get to go outside after chemo. For the Dads that need to take a walk and
cry. For the Moms that need that breath
of fresh air so they can be there for their little ones. Your name will be on a bench for all those to
see, but more importantly for that Mom or Dad that needs a break. Maybe that little kid needs to stop and eat
their ice cream, or that grandmother needs a spot in the shade. They will see your name and smile just like
we did. Some might know your story and
be honored, others might look you up, and some might just be thankful there is
a place to sit down. Whatever the reason,
we said we’d never let your name and fight be forgotten, and that is what we
are doing.
We have talked many
nights about this, but you and I both know I won’t be writing much more. It’s your birthday and your day little bit,
and for that we should all smile. There
are a lot of things I still don’t understand and probably never will. I promise I’ll still blow out that candle and
wish our special wish, but it’s up to life to tell us if it will come
true. Happy Birthday P, ride the hell
out of that unicorn.
