A note to my darling sister,
I’ve been writing and re-writing this post for many days now, and I find I am at a loss to adequately express the feelings in my heart.
I know you read my blog every day, and that you cherish the stories that bring a smile to your face - and that you look forward to that ray of sunshine in the morning.
So, on this day I will not tell you about how my heart breaks for you, or how sometimes late at night I can still picture the handsome face of our dear boy – who is surely watching over you and your family as you continue to make your way through this painful and heartbreaking path.
I WILL tell you that he is surely so proud of the way you have conducted yourself- with your head held high and with a smile on your face. It is a testament to the goodness in your heart, and the belief that you will be together once again.
Remember the day at Misquamicut beach, when we were all sitting on the shore as the waves grew and pounded their way onto the beach? I was SO worried about Golden Boy, who was still new at body surfing and was the only one who could stand the minus ZERO degree temperature of your New England water. I asked “Robbie” to go and tell him to be careful!
He smiled, jumped up and RAN out to the water. He said something to Golden Boy, came back to shore and sat next to me smiling from ear to ear. Then, I saw Golden Boy swim out FARTHER, and ride a wave in. My heart STOPPED and I stood up in shock.
“What did you TELL HIM??” I asked Robbie.
“I told him it only worked if you went much FARTHER out into the ocean!” And he laughed and laughed.
That is a lesson that I have held close to my heart these last three years.
Even though we can stay close to shore and be safe, it isn’t until we venture out where we feel uncomfortable – that we truly live- and we truly learn.
This lesson, which I have held close to my heart these last three years, is one that has changed the path that my life is taking. Although he was with us for almost 17 years, he has touched more people than we will ever know.
And I want you to know that I don’t think of you, and pray for you JUST on this day- but every single day.
