Happy Birthday Papi!
We have missed you…thoughts of you come flooding back each time an official holiday or your birthday comes around, and here I am again writing to you on your birthday. I cannot believe that you have been gone 27 years. Mami is doing, okay. She continues to cope everyday without you and at times it can be a struggle.
Our lives were left with a never-ending void. Let’s face it you always had that presence about you. I have been doing a lot of reflecting about past times, where you said a word or did something and it would always bring a smile upon my face.
The other day, our granddaughter did not want to share her dessert. I told her about my story and the lesson I learned all those years ago. Do you remember that? I was ten. I was eating a banana, and you asked me for a bite and I refused. I remember it like it was yesterday. For one week, and by the way, an eternity for a little kid. I would ask to share your dessert and you would on purpose not share. I never forgot this lesson!
Isn’t it funny, what we remember?
Love your daughter,