Life is Going On

Jazsper had his birthday on Feb 24. He was sick with the flu. But he did ok. He is now 6yrs old. He has lived with me more than he lived with Korry. Wow, that is so amazing. It seems crazy to think about it. It's just an odd thought. Since he was sick on his birthday, we had to postpone his party, so he had it this past weekend. It was a lot of fun. We had family, kids from school, parents. It was really great.  I am so glad we are able to do fun stuff with him. It was at a tumbling gym. they had tramp pads, big blow up slide and jumper, foam pit. Lots of fun stuff. the kids ran around and around it was so nice. I haven't planned parties in so long. It was a little stressful hostessing it as "momma" but it went really well.
Jazsper is such a sweet boy. He got a phone call from his brother cypress yesterday. I am glad they keep in touch. his cousin gregory, text asking if i could send some pics of Jazsper because he was missing him. It is so sad sometimes.
It finally occurred to me why it is "so hard" for Jazsper's dad to call. He has been saying that the whole time I have been raising him. And I realized this weekend, that altho he is fine with us raising Jaz, it is hard for him because he is not raising him. That he doesn't see him all the time, that he misses all the little things that Jazsper is learning to do. I know how hard it is when my own grown children don't live near me. I am so thankful he has allowed me to raise Jazsper. He is such a blessing to me.
I drove past Korry's cross a couple times this weekend. I keep thinking that I should do something for it, different, or change something. But there really isn't anything I can do. It has silk flowers, I may take batteries down for the solar lights because they don't seem to light up at night when I have gone by. Or just buy some better ones, that really light and work better.  I just so badly want to do something for her. I feel really compelled. Maybe it's because no one mentions her or talks about her much. And I want her remembered.
I miss her, there will always be a missing piece. some days I handle it better than others......

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