She died 10 days later. And my heart broke. For real and for keeps this time.
Two years almost to the day she died, her little brother, Mr. Bodhi, was born amidst much fanfare (and more than a little fear...at least, I was afraid).
He has thrived as she couldn't. He's grown big and strong and smart as a whip! He's engaged and artistic, loving and gracious. He said, the other day, when asked what he was grateful for that day, "I am grateful that I opened my eyes today." He has his own website - one he specifically requested and designed - called Making People Feel Better. He does, you know. Make people feel better.
He's six, y'all. Just turned.
And yet...I can't remember his birthday.
My niece, Coco Pants, she was born October 3. My nephew, JR Bubba Face, was born July 20. Sarah, as I mentioned, December 3.
But Bodhi? Until I'm reminded each and every year, I don't remember he was born December 15. I get confused when December 3 rolls around. Is today the day? No, I think. No, this is Sarah Grace's day. Bodhi is later...but when? I always want to put his birthday on the 13th and then the 23rd all the while knowing it's wrong.
Sarah Grace was the baby of 3's - a magic number.
|Sarah Grace - December 3 - December 13, 2003|
And she was...magic.
Bodhi. He's magic too. But he's not the baby of 3's.
And I feel like such a terrible auntie when I can't put her death past me to celebrate his life...a life most certainly worth celebrating.
Because Bodhi deserves better...from me especially.
|Me with Bodhi Jack...he's been makin' people feel better since 2005|
So maybe this year my donation to charity will be to keep his website going. Because he does...make me feel better every day. Even if I can't - for whatever reason - remember what day he was born.