Tomorrow is Elijah's 3rd birthday.
We were going to go to the beach, but turns out the beaches along the gulf are mostly closed due to some sort of bacteria that causes skin to rot off and some other fun things we would rather not participate in. Well actually, the beaches aren't closed--there is just and advisory not to get in the water--but I am not going to the beach with a 6 and 8 year old and trying to keep them out of flesh eating water all day.
So, I honestly don't know what we are going to do. We will probably just have a little pool party and maybe find a special way to celebrate Elijah in our own way. Plus, after all the money that went into this whole flat tire fiasco, kind of killed any other big plans we could possibly make.
It is fine though. I am happy just to be in the same town Elijah was born in. It is a nice connection to him.
As I write this blog I am just missing him so much. Thinking back to all the fun we had that summer, and how happy we were. Three years ago, I would have never imagined writing a blog about my son celebrating his third birthday in Heaven--but here we are.
Please remember Elijah tomorrow. I know I ask a lot. I know I ask for kindness and help with projects and whatever--but if nothing else tomorrow, please just take some time to look up at the sky, thank God for the life you have, and say happy birthday to Elijah. That is really the most important thing to me and my family, that Elijah is never forgotten. He matters. My son matters. Elijah matters.
I miss him so much.
Oh sweet sweet boy.
It might not be a grand celebration,
but we will be here--your place of birth--celebrating you.
We love and miss you so much sweet boy.
So so so much.
Always.
<3
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