Five years has gone incredibly fast, I just blinked and here today came again. And somehow I remembered, like I always do. Like I do on your due date, like I do when your plant blooms, like I do occasionally though less frequently as time goes on, flies by. I’m the only one now, who remembers, who marks the day. I don’t talk about today very often, as life has moved on so has everyone. But that is okay, it is good even. It is also okay to take a moment to signify that today I lost you. I didn’t even have you to hold for long. Good or bad, you were only known for mere hours and gone in breath. Gone in a count of 10, 9, 8, 7…
Your sister is counting, she’s fabulously brilliant. Your brothers are handsome, brave and confident. They would have been your heros and they are your sister’s heros. I will keep you by thinking of you from time to time. You are mine in my heart and special to me because you were desperatly wanted.