Today was the fourth anniversary of the death of my dear little brother Matan. My mom made a really nice memorial website for him. If you click on the words “memorial website” you can see it. I miss him so much it hurts. I am so sad that Fiona is never going to know him. I know he would have been the best uncle. He loved kids and really wanted me to have them so he could be Uncle Matan. Not a day goes by that I do not think about him or see something that reminds me of him. I am keeping this post short.
Here is the video that I made for his memorial service, 4 years ago. I still cannot believe it has been that long since I last saw or spoke with him.
To honor the day and make sure we weren’t all moping around the house, we went to the zoo. It seemed really crowded for a Monday and a lot of the animals were sleeping but we had a nice time anyway. And I learned that when you only have one baby to worry about, it takes a lot less time to see everything. When I go with my mom friends, it takes us hours to see a few exhibits because there is always someone who has to stop and nurse. With only Fiona and my family, it took us about two hours to see all the exhibits.
Here are John, Fiona, and my parents having lunch:
The new baby giraffe:
Small and cute like my Fi. I am sure if Matan was around, he would go to the zoo with us. I sigh. I really miss him. There is really nothing more to say about it.
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