A letter to my son in heaven

<p>Dear Luijoe,</p> <p>It’s been 21 years . 21 years today…</p> <p>· without seeing your impish smile,</p> <p>· without receiving wild flowers with a note “I love you so very much, mama”</p> <p>· without your gentle reminder to pray</p> <p>· without your lectures on parenting</p> <p>· without your crazy jokes</p> <p>· without pinching your handsome cheeks</p> <p>These are all vibrant memories now tucked in my heart, which I stitched back together.</p> <p>Oh yes. the tears still stream down my cheeks just like today because I miss you terribly. Love never died, even if you are gone from my embrace. 21 years ago, I felt the world swallowed me up. I thought I could not live with the unbearable, gut-wrenching pain in my heart. At times, I thought I went crazy. I barely survived. I had to find that courage to live because your two sisters and dad needed me. That difficult journey left me literally with a broken heart but not too broken, because why did God give me a second wind in life to make a difference in this mortal world?.....</p>