Happy Birthday Baby Brother . . . in Heaven.
♪♫ Happy Birthday to You, cha, cha, cha.
Happy Birthday to You, cha, cha, cha.
Happy Birthday Dear AJ
Happy Birthday to You, cha, cha, cha. ♪♫
Today is my best friend’s birthday. My brother would have been 44 years old today. I can never imagine you as 44 – but always as my scheming, smarty-pants, partner in crime and mischief, my protector. He was taken from us way too soon. I know he is having a big ‘ol party in heaven with our Dad – probably playing dominoes, drinking and eating cake. He deserves it. I know he must be having a blast knowing so many people love him here on earth.
Wish I could just one more time say, “Happy birthday Brother from the little sister who knew you when…and loves you still”….in person.
A lot of words unspoken, affection unexpressed. Still, I hope you know it . . . as a brother, you were the best.
You would have loved today’s weather – sun peeking through now. You were the first person to mention how the fall as like the spring but with leaves as flowers. The rain has stopped, the leaves on the ground look like flowers shining bright, in the glare of the sunshine…I know that on this special day, on your birthday, God decided to send you from heaven, because earth was desperately in need of an angel. I needed to see your smile one more time in that rainbow that was on the ground in front of our house – I even made Mami go down to see it.
I miss our all night conversations.
I miss you ironing and me cleaning.
I miss doing your homework.
I miss you teaching me how to swing a bat.
I miss us hiding out in the closet, reading aloud.
I miss our bike riding and roller blading.
I miss you always fighting my battles for me.
I miss you supporting me in all my impulsive decisions.
Most of all I miss you – your smile that could light up a room.
Give Papi a hug and save me some heavenly birthday cake.
AJ – my best friend, my only brother, my baby brother. Death ends a life, not a relationship. We shed tears because he is gone, but always smile because he had lived. Those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us each and every day – unseen, unheard, but always near. It broke my heart to lose him but he didn’t go alone – because a part of me went with him. Missing him is knowing all about heaven and hell. My very own Angel… always…♥