I’m going to take a step away from Friday Fictioneers today to remember my beautiful nephew.
Today marks the twelve year anniversary of his death. I’m honestly not sure why the day has affected me so much, but it has. I wasn’t able to think of a story or really anything else other than Mikey. I’m wondering if it has something to do with his brother…
Brody was born in December and I can only hope that in some way Mikey and Brody met. Either way, I know Brody will always know of Mikey because his memory will always be alive as long as we all are.
I downloaded some pictures and collages that we have created of Mikey over the years that I will include at the end. My sister-in-law created probably the best one so far – a side-by-side of Brody and Mikey… He was only 18 months old when he died, a far too short of a time for him to be here.
I was thinking today of the few memories I have of him…
I waited at the hospital longer than anyone and when he finally came into this world, I was one of the first ones to hold him after his parents. I will forever remember his bright red hair.
When my brother and his wife at the time walked into my house with Mikey when he was six months old, his hair was standing a good six inches off his head – not laying down but standing straight up. I told them he needed a haircut, but they just couldn’t. His hair was beautiful, but it was way out of control, lol. I don’t even know how much longer it took them to give him his first haircut.
I also remember his smile and how he started knowing who I was. He called me “Tia” and would say “Tia” to his mom when he didn’t want to go down for a nap… I so would have helped him out if I’d been there.
I haven’t talked about Mikey in a long time and honestly, it’s hard… but today it was meant to be. I feel his spirit close today and I can’t help but think he will always be with us in some way.
Thanks for joining me today in remembering our little angel.