Dear Alfy,
Happy 3rd birthday in Heaven, by dear, sweet son. I am missing you so terribly today. I miss you everyday, but today, it touches a place that I cannot describe. My arms ache to hold you. My ears are deaf with silence instead of filled with your laughter. I miss you so much.
Dad and I think of you often. Your toybox sits on the living room, filled with the things we have for you. I will add your 3rd birthday card to it today. Don't be upset, I don't ever write in them, I'm not sure why, but it just feels better to leave them as they are for you.
We are trying to teach your brother about you. I want to know his older brother is watching over him. I think you two would have been very different. I think you would have been much like Dad, dark olive skin, dark, dark brown hair and a smile that would light up the room. I think you would have been a bit more outgoing and a charmer, up for anything and a fantastic story teller. Your brother, well, he got my hair and light skin and is so much like me at times it's scary, shy and slow to warm up, stubborn, picky when it comes to food, but also full of love for those he cares about (as I'm sure you would be too). I wish you were both here to fill our home with your laughter and shouts and occasional fights. But, because you are not here to do those things, we will do our best to fill our home with you in other ways.
I'm going to try to start on some new adventures this year, adventures inspired by you and for you. I'll keep you posted on them, although I suspect you always know what's happening.
I hope all of our family is taking good care of you and really have no doubt they are.
I love you, soooo much.
Mom
