here's your photo when you were a day old...
Howdy? I'm here thinkin of you again. You had to go somewhere far and we couldn't spend much time together. It saddens me. But back then you didn't know what was going on, because you were barely 2 years old. Your mom (my adopted sister) decided to have her own family, and we had to be apart. It was one of the saddest day ever. It still hurts, but i understood your mom. We wanted her to be happy too.
Seeing you again after a year, I thought you wouldn't recognize me. But when you ran to my arms all the longings faded. You remembered me like we were apart only yesterday.
You are the family's baby forever. I miss you so much. I miss you every day. If only you were here, we would love to see you grow up and enjoy the simple pleasures in life. I want to teach you how to write and read and draw. I would be the happiest to teach you everything, and to protect you from the harsh world.
We're not related but i just love you deeply, little girl. You brought us so much delight. You were one of the greatest gifts in the family. I can never forget your first cry when you were born, the first time you opened your eyes, the first time you grasped my finger, the first time you smiled, the first time you lifted your head, the first time i changed your diaper, the first time i taught you to walk, your first words...everything.
You started to talk at 14 months and you would call me by my nickname (nene). You were the sweetest. You were also the most adorable for you would cry seeing me leave the house for a while. You would always want to walk by yourself just when i wanted to carry you.
You were the daughter i never had, just as your mom was the sister i never had. I pray for the day to come when we will all be together again.
I miss you this small.
P.S. Whenever i hear your voice over the phone, i can't help but laugh. You speak a different dialect now. But even though we sound foreign to each other, our hearts understand : ).
I love you forever, Tanya. Take care little one. ❤❤❤
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