Dear Logan,
When I was young, I was a very active participant in Church and in Choir, both in Macau and in Hawaii. Even when I moved to San Francisco, I still went to Church every Sunday (OK, maybe most Sundays). When Aidan was born, I have brought him to Church where he would sleep through the whole mass. Then he got older, noisier, bored and a little out of control when I took him to Church. Then I stopped going.
But with your illness and your eventual passing, God came back into my life. Though your life was short, you have brought our family closer together (especially your grandfather) and also brought me closer to God. It took me so many years before I officially introduced God to Aidan. A couple months ago, I started bringing Aidan to Church again. All of the Churches he's been to, he liked St. Joseph of Cupertino the most, and I am not sure if it's because he likes seeing the hymn numbers displayed, or he feels the affinity to this Church because of you. I enrolled him in Sunday school a month ago, and he's been enjoying it. He brought home activity sheets, stories and crafts that he made. Tonight, we said our first bedtime prayer together.
I have finally decided to baptize Aidan. When he was young, I thought I would just bring him to Church and let him decide if he wants to be baptized when he grows older. But going back to Church, and this very special Church where you had your memorial service, made me realize that I do want Aidan to be baptized. I left a voicemail for the priest to get more information about the Sacrament of Baptism, but have not heard back from him. I guess it's time for a follow-up phone call or e-mail. I have already asked Uncle Kyle and Auntie Leonor to be Aidan's godparents, and they have gladly accepted that. Thanks! Now, I just need to get the ball rolling.
I was glad I was able to have you baptized before you left us.
Love,
Mommy
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Happy 3rd Birthday, Logan!
Dear Logan,
Happy Birthday! I can't believe you're 3 years old already. I still remember the day you were born and how you're wheeled to the NICU for observations. Time sure does fly.
I am so sorry that I haven't written to you for months. I have been procrastinating and there's so much I wanted to tell you about. But this procrastination is making it hard to catch up on the stories, feelings and events that have been happening. It took your birthday for me to get over my laziness.
The last time we visited you, I told Aidan about your passing. Lately, I've heard him use the words "die" and "dead" quite often. I am not sure what Kindergarteners talk about these days at school. He even heard of people saying that when you die, you become a star. So, I asked him if he remembered visiting you at the hospital, and he did. I explained to him that you got really sick and died. I told him that people die because they got very sick, got old, or if they hurt themselves very badly. I told him you're in Heaven with God and will be one of the stars in the sky watching over him. Last Sunday, when we had our weekly Sunday dinner at Auntie Rachel and Uncle Paul's house, I sat with Aidan on their swing seat and enjoyed the view of the bright starry night. Aidan then told me, "Logan is one of the stars up there". Yes, you were one of the stars up there watching over us. This talk about death did not seem to upset him, and I am glad he now can look up in the sky, knowing you're there.
We love you and miss you very, very much.
Mommy
Happy Birthday! I can't believe you're 3 years old already. I still remember the day you were born and how you're wheeled to the NICU for observations. Time sure does fly.
I am so sorry that I haven't written to you for months. I have been procrastinating and there's so much I wanted to tell you about. But this procrastination is making it hard to catch up on the stories, feelings and events that have been happening. It took your birthday for me to get over my laziness.
The last time we visited you, I told Aidan about your passing. Lately, I've heard him use the words "die" and "dead" quite often. I am not sure what Kindergarteners talk about these days at school. He even heard of people saying that when you die, you become a star. So, I asked him if he remembered visiting you at the hospital, and he did. I explained to him that you got really sick and died. I told him that people die because they got very sick, got old, or if they hurt themselves very badly. I told him you're in Heaven with God and will be one of the stars in the sky watching over him. Last Sunday, when we had our weekly Sunday dinner at Auntie Rachel and Uncle Paul's house, I sat with Aidan on their swing seat and enjoyed the view of the bright starry night. Aidan then told me, "Logan is one of the stars up there". Yes, you were one of the stars up there watching over us. This talk about death did not seem to upset him, and I am glad he now can look up in the sky, knowing you're there.
We love you and miss you very, very much.
Mommy
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