I rose before the sun this morning, and in the eastern sky the bright morning star sparkled directly in front of me as I looked eastward.
Soon the sun began to rise, and I looked for the star, but the sun was so bright, I couldn’t see it. I looked directly east and then lifted my eyes a little higher than before and there, a faint glimmer of the star. I think it is the planet Venus, but I am not sure, must research.
I had forgotten it was 9/11. Later when I went down stairs and heard taps being played over New York’s World Trade Center, I realized the day. Then when I checked my e-mail, I saw that it was Evan’s birthday.
I thought, what a very hard day to have a birthday, when so much devastation took place. I wonder Evan, did that change your value on life? How meaningless it all seems, as the prophet Jeremiah wrote in Lamantations. Vanity!
I saw how your mom misses you! Her mother’s day was a reminder of the void placed in her heart. I hope to never know that pain.
As I remember that star from this morning, 9/11, I will always tie it to your bright ascending star. Your beauty and grace were something to behold. We loved you from afar, and one day we will be reunited again. There is no lesser place in the heart of God. I’m sure that you and dad are just fine together. Give a hug to Neva and Vera for us Birthday boy.
“Your birthday is a much more meaningful day for your mother, who always treated you with humor, grace and truth. Rest in peace with your dad until you are all reunited —- a long time from now we hope!’
Evan, I think of you often and of your terrific mom, “my friend.” You are missed by so many people. Wish you were here to celebrate your birthday.
Love, Robin
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Happy Birthday, Evan!
yeah, shoulda, woulda, coulda, ya little shit.
everyone misses you. i just want your handsome face, your sassy mouth back again.
I rose before the sun this morning, and in the eastern sky the bright morning star sparkled directly in front of me as I looked eastward.
Soon the sun began to rise, and I looked for the star, but the sun was so bright, I couldn’t see it. I looked directly east and then lifted my eyes a little higher than before and there, a faint glimmer of the star. I think it is the planet Venus, but I am not sure, must research.
I had forgotten it was 9/11. Later when I went down stairs and heard taps being played over New York’s World Trade Center, I realized the day. Then when I checked my e-mail, I saw that it was Evan’s birthday.
I thought, what a very hard day to have a birthday, when so much devastation took place. I wonder Evan, did that change your value on life? How meaningless it all seems, as the prophet Jeremiah wrote in Lamantations. Vanity!
I saw how your mom misses you! Her mother’s day was a reminder of the void placed in her heart. I hope to never know that pain.
As I remember that star from this morning, 9/11, I will always tie it to your bright ascending star. Your beauty and grace were something to behold. We loved you from afar, and one day we will be reunited again. There is no lesser place in the heart of God. I’m sure that you and dad are just fine together. Give a hug to Neva and Vera for us Birthday boy.
Love, cousin Sandra
from your friend Gene,
“Your birthday is a much more meaningful day for your mother, who always treated you with humor, grace and truth. Rest in peace with your dad until you are all reunited —- a long time from now we hope!’
from Robin:
Evan, I think of you often and of your terrific mom, “my friend.” You are missed by so many people. Wish you were here to celebrate your birthday.
Love, Robin