Today is Mike’s Birthday. He would be turning 35. But instead of a celebration, today is now just another day in the series of endless days that Mike’s absence is deeply felt. Another day that his infectious laughter is missing from my life. Another day that I will think of one of his jokes and wish he were here to tell it. Another day that our house feels empty. Another day that I wish I could talk to him, touch him, feel him or hug him. Another day that I search for a glimpse of his beautiful blue eyes. Another day that I look around, and wonder if he is up there, if he is here, if he is anywhere. Another day that I continue in disbelief that he is actually truly no longer on earth. Another day that I miss him.
Today is Mike’s Birthday. He should be turning 35. He should be here to party, drink, dance and blow out candles with me. But instead of Mike, all I have are a bunch of tangible items, some videos, and a ton of pictures. Instead of Mike, all I have are his memories. Instead of Mike, all I have are his footprints on my heart.
Today is Mike’s Birthday. His very first birthday in the skies. Hope he is having the biggest party up there. Knowing Mike, he is. Happy Birthday, Angel!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
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