Emails to Heaven

My angel, we missed you that day. Like every day, but especially on this day. We laughed and cried, and you weren’t there. I still can’t get used to the idea that it will always be like this. I would have liked to take you in my arms, to hold you so tightly, to see you magnificent in a beautiful costume. To see you laugh with everyone. You would have put the petals on my head, too, and I imagine you, laughing heartily… With all my heart, a strange expression… I know you were there among us, up there, somewhere above our heads, shining… shining like a shooting star. And thank you, thank you for lighting up this day between two days of rain. Thank you for leaving your smile in our lives, in our hearts and in our thoughts. Thank you for being my little nephew, for sharing these hugs, kisses and games. Then our laughter, our more mature exchanges about what you liked and what you were passionate about. But I’m still not ready to say goodbye. Because there’s no goodbye as long as you’re there, in my heart.