Hi little Nicky. I met you when my son, also named Nicholas, was in the hospital too. You were only two years old when you took God’s hand on May 1, 1999. You left before we got to know each other, but your family have become a part of my life. Today, I just want to visit with you a while and tell you how your brothers and sisters have grown.
Your oldest sister became an intensive care nurse. She was 14 years old when she would stay overnight in your hospital room. She married a wonderful man and they just celebrated their first wedding anniversary. Your older brother went to Australia for a whole year. The experience changed him. He seems so much more relaxed and sure of himself. Your youngest sister is sweet and beautiful and been dating a really tall volleyball player since high school. Your middle sis went through some tough health issues – it was difficult so soon after your sickness – but she is healed, inside and out.
This picture was taken from behind your Mom and Dad’s house. You can see all the way to Peachland. Mom and Dad are well and busy, keeping young by running after tennis balls or hiking off the back of the property.
Your Mom told me she dreamed she went to heaven. After giving you the biggest hug ever, she told you she was so sorry that it took so long for her to come and be with you in heaven. And you said, “But Mom, I just got here!”
Is it really like that? We don’t miss anybody when we go to heaven? That’s good, because it’s hard for all the Mommies and Daddies who have little boys and girls in heaven, to think that their kids might be sad and missing them. You also wouldn’t have to see all the tears that were cried because you died.
I wanted to tell you that Mom said this was the day you got your angel’s wings. When your brother and sisters were younger, Mom and Dad used to take them to the park to have cake, and think about how happy you were being in heaven and not sick anymore.
I look at this picture and think of you peeking through the hole in the clouds, your love coming though on a sun beam. One last thing little Nicky, please say hello to my Nicholas.
May 1, 2012