Wednesday, February 18, 2015
This is my angel Getzia and I, on 1999.
It was my birthday celebration at a friend's house in East Hartford, CT.
On this day, as I looked at this picture of Getzia and I for my birthday, a lot of memories came rushing back: the way I felt on that day, the gratitude to my friend Everson and his daughters for the birthday party, and to his eldest daughter for baking me a wonderful strawbery and cream cake. Looking back at this picture on my birthday, it's a bittersweet memory of a happy time on my life.
And, as I celebrated my birthday, I couldn't help but thinking about Jayle and missing her so much! I hoped to see her walking through the door with a little plant for my birthday like she used to do before. She would disappear with her auntie and go buy me a plant for Valentine's day. I used to love that.
As I remembered, I prayed that she was okay, knowing that I would see her again. Jayle is all I have left from my Getzia, and she means the world to me.
As the day came to a close, and I laid in my bed, I prayed again that she was safe and warm where she is, and that she always have enough. That angels surround her always and that she is safe, happy, healthy and at peace. And that she always be loved.
Gramma loves you more than you will ever know, my sweet girl!
Saturday, February 7, 2015
Today marks 7 months since I saw Jayle for the last time. The day I had to send her back to her father, after she begged me not to let her go back to that house. The day I cannot forget.
Not a single day has gone by since that I don't pray for her; that I ask the angels to surround her, protect and guide her. To let her know how much I love her, and that I would give anything just to see her and hold her in my arms again and tell her that everything is going to be okay.
I have to believe everything is going to work out for the best. Every little thing is going to be alright.
Jayle, grandma loves you more than you will ever know. And I will see you again, my sweet girl, I will see you again.