Goodbye My Baby Boy
When I thought I was done bearing children, you were given to me as a final gift from God. Your life started with crosses to bear, full term, but breach. From the first breaths you took, you survived life threatening conditions in an incubator. All six pounds of you, determined to live.
Life was not kind to you. You bore and survived illnesses and several accidents from the rock in your eye to being hit by a car at a young age. Your back bore the crescent scar from when you tried to see over your brother's heads by using a discarded aquarium and fell through.
Now, at 40 years old, you have crossed over leaving a grieving family behind. But, you are not gone just on the other side of the door. With the phenomenal technologies of this century, we are able to hear your voice as you played and sang on Youtube.
Even though in my heart I know you are gone for now, I'm serene in the fact that you lived an exemplary life and left behind the legacy of your children. I'm left with the serenity of knowing that this is something that I can't change and that in the end we will meet again.
So with love in my heart, I say, "Goodbye for now, my baby boy."