I realize that whatever we do is only for our own benefit, not for Truitt. However, even that fact alone is evidence of what is missing in our hearts. A child's birthday, without the child. Not the joyous, loud, excited event you normally think of when celebrating a child's birthday.
So we must find a way to bring joy to the occasion. Otherwise it will forever be as sad and dreaded as it is right now. Maybe someday we can spend the day sharing our memories of Tru Tru with each other. This year, I don't think we can do that. I think the most we can hope for is just being together and enjoying each other and the fact that we still each other today, despite the brokenness we feel without Tru Tru, we still have each other, and as much as we don't want it to be, his death unites even more.
We love you so much Tru Tru. We miss you more than words can say. I still smell your sweet head from when I kissed you there, and feel your warm soft cheeks on my shoulder when you hugged and snuggled with me. Oh how I'd love to snuggle up with you now. I feel your puffy baby hands in mine. I want to remember these things forever. It's painful to recollect but I don't want to ever forget anything. Someday I'll see you again and I can't wait to kiss you and hug you and walk the streets of gold with you, hand in hand, and run through the green meadows, and pick flowers. Grammaw loves you baby boy. Happy Birthday!


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