Aidan Always Brings Me Back…Posted: June 5, 2009
No excuses for not being here. Life has been beyond words crazy. More work than ever. More stress than ever. Just, well, more of everything.
And, had I known Molly was going to post about my kids (she’s watching them for a few days), then I would have had something fresh here for the 300 of you that popped in for a visit. I only hope you’ll come back from time to time.
And, it’s interesting, this wordpress thing. Because I know a lot of what you looked at. And quite a bit of it was about my brother’s death and all that I went through at that time — especially since it was timed horribly with my daughter’s birth — nearly two years ago.
And, it’s somewhat ironic that that topic is what is bringing me here tonight. So after reading Aidan a story, we went through prayers. We did all the usual, and then it went like this:
“And God bless Great Mimi O, Papa O and Uncle Tim — especially this time of year.”
“Why specially Dad?”
“Because the day Uncle Tim died is coming up very soon — just like Erin’s birthday. In fact, bud, it was the day after Erin was born that Uncle Tim got sick. And one of the reasons it always makes me sad is that Erin and Uncle Tim never got to meet. Do you remember Uncle Tim?”
“A little. He’s in one of the pictures from my party.”
“Yup, he sure is. And pictures are how we keep memories alive.”
“Well when will Erin get to meet Uncle Tim?”
I actually had to collect myself a bit before I could muster this…you know, not only talking about the death of my brother, but also now the death of my daughter.
“Well, bud, one day, that will happen. When Erin goes to heaven, she’ll get to meet Uncle Tim and Papa O. And that’s when we’ll all be together again. But that’s going to be a long time from now.”
By the time we were here, he had moved down to the floor where his train table was.
“You want to drive the train and I’ll drive the cherry picker. And then if I want, we can switch.”
“I’d love to.”