Showing posts with label July 11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label July 11. Show all posts

Saturday, July 11, 2020

16

You would have been sixteen years old today. I don't know how you would be dealing with the quarantine due to the coronavirus, but having your own car would have helped. I love you. We'll see each other again one day.



Para siempre,
Mom

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.
Mom