miss you.

I miss you, with your never-ending smiles, a spirit of nothing but pure uninhibited joy.

You, who would laugh out loud with no reserves when something delighted or amused you, and unabashedly cry when hurt or felt sorrow.

You, who had no understanding of time except right in the moment and only knowing “soon” meant not right that moment, but just a short time before some promised event would happen that filled you with anticipation and excitement. Who knew Mommy and Daddy were always right there, blissfully unaware that they might ever grow old and will leave you someday.

Who loved yourself fully and unconditionally, unable to hate yourself or feel self-conscious or insecure. Who did not know anyone else who might fill your head with false, damaging ideas about yourself. Who did not know the meanings of words like weird, useless or ugly.

You, unable to appreciate and understand just what you were simply because you knew yourself in no other way except as the beautiful, honest, pure soul that you were.

I do miss you.