The Four of Us

A few days from now, we will be celebrating your birthday. Kamil and I are planning to get you a yellow dress since yellow is your favorite color. Daddy will go home early from the office and prepare his own surprise for you, a huge bouquet of white roses.

At 5pm, the three of us – Me, Daddy and Kamil will be waiting for you at home. At 5:30pm, we will hear the sound of the two bells dangling from your keychain as you turn the doorknob open. You find your way in and turn on the lights. Then a tear falls from your eyes. You are overwhelmed to see the three of us happily smiling and singing our own version of the Happy Birthday Song for you. You’ll come closer to us, the four of us holding on to each other tightly, the four of us TOGETHER.

That is how your 50th birthday ought to be celebrated, the four of us together, inseparable, filled with so much joy and so much love. But He took you away from us when you were 37.

I know that day will come when I can feel your loving arms once again, when I can stare at your gentle eyes and get lost as you whisper my name and tell me how much I mean to you.

I just want to let you know that you were never forgotten. You will always and forever be in our hearts. I miss you. Happy Birthday Mommy!