Happy Birthday Miss Maddie.
You would have been two years old today. I can’t believe you aren’t here to celebrate. It breaks my heart that your mom and dad won’t be able to shower you with love, hugs, presents and cream puffs today. It breaks my heart that you won’t get to blow out your candles. It breaks my heart that your mom and dad have to struggle though this day without you. But today is your birthday and should be about celebration. So, today I’m wearing purple to honor you and to show my support to your mom and dad. And today I’ll be telling everyone I meet about you so they too can know how amazing you were and can celebrate you.
Though it is hard not to focus on the crappy things about this day I’m trying to think about good things too. Trying to imagine what you would be like now as a bubbly little toddler. I’m trying to imagine the things you would be up to nowadays. You’d be talking up a storm I’m sure, wowing everyone with your witty humor and infectious giggles. You’d be dancing and singing every chance you got. You’d be cuddling with everyone. You’d be getting all excited about the arrival of your new little sister (probably kissing your mommy’s tummy every chance you got). Every time I read the stories on your mom’s blog I would always think to myself how much like my own daughter you were. You would often do the same silly things, seemed to love a lot of the same things. So, as I watch her grew up I can easily imagine what you would have been like too. I wish you two had had the opportunity to meet, you would have loved playing together.
I know you are up there somewhere giggling and smiling and being showered with the love, hugs, kisses and birthday wishes we are all sending you’re way today. I want you to know that there are a lot of people down here doing our best to support your mom and dad through this really crappy, really tough time. We will stand behind them, support them and love them for you.
So, happy birthday Maddie, I hope you are having one heck of a party up there in heaven. We miss you, we love you, we wish you were here.
Photo lovingly borrowed from The Spohr’s Flickr Album.