I have had the pleasure of meeting Sugar Jones several times and she is what I (and many others) would consider a BIG blogger. She hails from beautiful San Diego and her blog, aptly titled, Sugar in the Raw, is fun, honest, full of great info and insight.
Sugar is my guest today with a letter that is sure to tug at your heart strings especially if you are missing family you’ve never even met.
You just turned two. You are adorable and active and cherished by all the people in your life. Even the grandmother that hasn’t met you.
Your mom and I… we don’t talk. You don’t know that right now because you’re not aware of difficult relationships in your blissful realm. You just know that everyone around you loves you. No one is missing because everyone in your world IS your world.
While it makes me sad that I’m not part of that world, I smile thinking about how much love you are receiving from your my mom, your great-grandma. She tells me that your personality reminds her of me and that she thinks we would be so close. Her eyes get kinda watery when she talks about that, so even though I want to hear more about you and how you’re growing, I try to change the subject.
We have a present for you. We bought it when you were born. I thought we would have been able to give it to you by now, but like I said, things aren’t good between your mom and me. So I’ve held on to the teddy bear that your aunt and uncle picked out for you. We’ve kept it safe for the last two years, hoping that we can give it to you before you outgrow the need for something soft and cuddly to hug when your happy or sad or sick or smiling.
It’s a Corduroy bear. You know… from the book? I used to read Corduroy’s story to your aunt and uncle. They picked him out for you with Great-Grandma, you know. They thought you’d like the bear and the story, too. They were really looking forward to giving him to you. Now, when they see the bear, they wonder if they’ll get to give it to you at all. It breaks my heart when they ask, but I always tell them, “We’ll meet him. Just not right now.”
And I know we will meet you.
In my dreams, you are older when we finally give you the the bear. It seems silly handing a teddy bear to a young man, but I’m kinda silly about stuff like that. In my dreams, you take the bear in your hands, throw your head back in a big smile, and laugh, a big wide grin with your dimples shining through. You hug me and tell me that you love the bear and that you are so happy we are finally a family.
That’s my dream, and as silly as it sounds, I hope it comes true… someday.
Happy Birthday, Isaiah.