Seventeen Years in Heaven

[Mommy]

My darling Son,

I can't believe it has been seventeen years since you left us for heaven. The only way I know how long it has been is when I look in the mirror. You will always be 26 years old with your whole life in front of you. You are on my mind and in my heart daily. Where are you? Are you visiting us? Touching Finley? Finding my earring? How is heaven? Are you happy there? I tell you about what is going on here on earth with us, your friends, life, The Michael Brownstein Gap Year Fellowship, sometimes nonsense. But then, you already know it all. Everything.

You are in so many of my dreams, sometimes a younger you, sometimes incognito, sometimes vailed as someone else. But I always know it is you. Is that how you are visiting me.? I sleep so many hours at night, nine to twelve and in the early morning I can't wake up. I just keep closing my eyes and going back to sleep...to the dreams.

Your dad and I don't talk about you. That's too bad. We each grieve in our own way. Your dad says every day is the day you left. I wish we could cry together.

Katie, Peter, Sophia, Finn and Charlotte are leaving tomorrow for Norway. Please watch over them and keep them safe.

I love you,

Mommy

[Danny Seo]

Love you Mikey.  

This day is always in my calendar … 

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