Remembering 38 Years Ago

Jennie, 38 years ago you started your journey into the world. At this time on the 26th of February, you were already 16 days late. Later in the day, Grandma took me into the hospital and you were born at 2:15 a.m, the following day. Nine lbs., 13 oz., and 23 inches long, you were a bonnie baby, perfect in every way. The nurse was surprised you already had eyebrows. All your family was outside the delivery room door, and Grandma took you out to meet them: Papa, Auntie Susan and Uncle Kari, and Uncle Steven (Auntie Liana came along later in your life).

I was so proud of you. And you had such a huge effect on your family. Putting myself back 38 years, I can still feel how much we were both loved. And I started my new, very special life with you. You packed a lot into your short 36 years of life Jennie, and brought 3 special people into this world. You loved and cared for them, and they loved you. Now the 4 of us have to continue our life without you.

Those 3 people are very dear to me, and everyday I hope with all my heart to see them again soon.  I hope they are doing okay. I hope they know how much I think of them and love them. Just like you were so loved by your family.

Tomorrow, Bruce and I will go to your grave and leave you and the deer, rabbits, squirrels and birds, pink roses. The colour A used to call ‘our pink’ back when the world still made sense, because you were in it.