Thursday, July 11, 2019

15 - Quince

You would have 15 years old today. Probably waking up and getting ready for football practice at the high school. I imagine you being tough and playing dirty, but planning everything out like me.

I would insist on putting energy bars in your bag, plus two water bottles. You are a growing young man. You would be tall y muy guapo.

Your sister would text you Happy Birthday from Chicago. You would reply back with a funny picture. Both of you are funny.

I would be making a list of your favorite foods to buy at the grocery store. Today (and always) you would eat like a king. My baby boy.

I love you. I miss you. I know you are watching us from Heaven. One day I will hug you and tell you how much you mean to me in person.

Take care.

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