Dear Kerr Bear,
Tomorrow I turn 38. The age you were when you died. I was never supposed to catch up to you. It is strange. I have always thought about my life in 'Kerry' ... like a form of measurement. When Kerry was 27, she had 2 kids already. That's when I got married. When Kerry was 29, she had 3 kids and was widowed. That's when I had my first kids and the 3 boys. So what's next. I certainly hope I no longer have 'Kerry' measurement aka that I outlive you, but it's very strange. I wish you were 50.5. I wish you were still my form of measurement ... paving the way... showing me how to be a mom, traveling together, hanging together, texting, laughing, bitching, living ... we surely would have enjoyed adult life together.
I miss you.
I love you.
XO
Me
It makes me so sad to read this. I sometimes have to stop and realize that Kerry wasn’t here for any of your children. Btw, Kerry was only 28, and a widow - crazy. I love you and hope this birthday is a great one. Kerry would want you to be happy and not think about sad things. Live life to the fullest! We all should.
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