Would Spain have captured your heart and mind?
Would you have broken your daddy's heart and fallen for some stinky boy?
Would you still call me "mo-ther" when you were put out with my attention?
Would you be calling all the shots for an athletic team who could not refuse your creativity and ambition?
I can't help but continue to ask the universe where you are. I know the answer - but I think I will look for you and long for you the rest of days - your absence having carved a hole in me.
....Thankful God gave me this firecracker, this treasure, this copper-headed wonder of a gem and made me a mom.
....Thankful that your brother still smiles when I remind him how swiftly he could find himself on the wrong end of your red-headed ire.
...Thankful for twenty years the world in which I lived revolved around an abundance of love and laughter and sass and sarcasm.
....Thankful that you loved so well, so magnanimously, so sincerely that friends and family remember your laughter and your life before they remember that you are gone.
....Thankful that one day God will invite me to hold you again, to brush your hair, kiss your forehead, and hear your deep and joyous laughter - and the brokenness and eternity without you will seem but a moment.
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