Beautiful day, beautiful week, beautiful life.
I've been thinking about you more than usual today. Your phone number with your name is still in my phone. Sometimes I just want to call it...& hang up before the woman says "this number is no longer in service."
I remember that moment I first listened to your voicemail. Like it happened a few hours ago. Sitting on the beach in Florida, I dial my voicemail to hear you say, "Hello Michaela. I hope your having a beautiful day, beautiful week, beautiful life." You didn't have to tell me who was calling. I knew your distinctive voice. Although I lost that voicemail, I can replay it in my head. Everyday. I'll never forget it. Today it was on repeat.
You were calling me to ask if I would be in one your plays with you. That alone is a beautiful thought that makes me smile a different smile. Knowing that those were the times you outshined the world. & you wanted me to be a part.
Well, now you're with me all the time. I feel you around. Heaven only seems a vacation away. Thank you for letting me smile in thought of you, instead of tears. It's hard, I'm trying.
Missing you took my heart to a place I never knew could miss something so much. I love you.
All my love,
"Little One"
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