Hi my precious boy!  You would have turned thirteen today here.  I can’t believe it.  A teenager already.  Where did the time go?

I imagine you as a tenderhearted  teen, always ready with a hug, but a slightly sneaky grin always on your sweet face. Still a cuddle bug. I think about all the things you would be doing… would it be sports? music? the arts?  It wouldn’t matter if you enjoyed all or none of them because you would be here and loved beyond measure.

Do they throw birthday parties in heaven?  I bet they’re amazing!  Colorful balloons, incredible music, the best cake you’ve ever tasted. Laughing, celebration of life – life that won’t ever end again.  It must be fabulous, sweet boy.

Your brother blake was missing you yesterday. He does that a lot.  He would have been an awesome big brother to you.  And your sisters – well let’s just say they would have spoiled you silly. Daddy often dreams about what he and his two boys would be doing together.  And I long for the day when I can once again hold your adorable face in my hands and say all that I long to.  Sweet Mitchell, you are so loved and so missed…

Happy birthday, baby.  I would throw you the biggest bash if you were here.  But I know it would pale in comparison to the party goin on in heaven every single day.  Would you save me a spot and a huge piece of cake with the most frosting? ‘

I love you and will miss you for the rest of my life. But forever thankful that I had my precious boy with me for nine glorious months and two weeks. And I will never be the same… 🙂