Dear Avie,
I lost you to the October wind.
You were swept away from underneath me.
Torn from my skin.
Today you would be turning 3.
Happy birthday my sweet.
May 7th is a date that I will never forget.
We had a birthday party just for you.
There were cupcakes and purple balloons.
A bubble machine too.
I know how much you love bubbles.
We wrote little messages on the purple balloons.
Releasing them up into the sky.
Hoping that they will reach you.
Each one of us poured sand into a jar while saying a little prayer to you.
Happy 3rd birthday my sweet.
Mommy loves you.
Xoxo- Mommy
