Dear Sammy,
Possibly, you’d want to be called Sam at this point. Let’s start over.
Dear Sam,
Nope. You're always going to be Sammy to me.
Dear Sammy,
Today you’d be 17. You’re not here, of course, but if you were….it would be a big party, I’m sure. Or maybe a small one? Just a few friends over for a special dinner.
You’d be deep in the throes of college prep, and filling out your application for Avodah. Would you be trying out for the musical? Or what about that French horn you might have asked for when you were 10, maybe you’d still be playing that. Or none of those. And you’d be doing something completely different.
There is a lunar eclipse this morning - for your birthday. It’s a fairly rare phenomenon, one that isn’t going to happen again for three years. I’m sure I would have made everyone learn about the lunar eclipse and eat something moon-themed. You probably would have rolled your eyes but also humored me. Because that’s what 17 year olds do.
But you’re not 17, are you?
You’re forever 8.
And we forever miss you.
Love,
Mom
3rd birthday: Birthday marathon
4th birthday: This is your birthday song
5th birthday: Five is a big number
6th birthday: Six is Awesome
7th birthday: Lucky Number Seven and Birthday Boy
8th birthday: Little Things
9th birthday: Birthdate
10th birthday: Just Not Okay
12th birthday: Dozen Donuts
13th birthday: I'm Sure
14th birthday: Because You Haven't Grown Up
15th birthday: Frozen
