Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Aaron's 11 months

Aaron's beautiful smile
My dearest Aaron,
Tomorrow is the eleventh month since your untimely death.  I hold back tears of sadness, afraid I will break down again.  When you were just a little guy you had so many smarts and a zeal for taking life by its horns.  Even then you stood out from your brothers.  I'm so sorry you were abused as a child.  For all the abuse.  I wish I could have done something to prevent you and your brothers from getting hurt.  I wish I would have spent more time with you, building into you and helping you to see how much your Creator adores who you are.  You have the most beautiful smile.  You were so easy going.  I liked your long hair, crazy socks, and expressive outter wear.  You were a man living in his own castle undisturbed by others opinions.  You were wise to listen to the right people who built into you and improved a natural strength.  You had to endure so much.  I think that's why people were drawn to you.  You could understand their pain and problems without judgment or shame.  I'm still mad at you for huffing your life away.  I know you didn't mean to die.  I know you thought it wasn't going to happen to you.  It did and I miss you.
Love Aunt Amy