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Seth Eric Baumgartner
July 9, 1985 - July 27, 2003
July 9, 1985 - July 27, 2003
Dear Seth,
It's here again, the day I can least stand to
be awake.
I'm so torn, I really don't know how to get
through this day. On the one hand I need
to relive every bit of that day - from the
moment I woke up. The last time I heard
you laugh as you peeked out your window.
The last time I saw you smile as you left
the yard and went down the driveway.
The last time I heard your voice as you left
that message telling me about your plans
and where you'd be. But then it turns
black and the nightmare begins, because
the rest I can't bare to remember. It's just
that once I start remembering that day I
can't make it stop and eventually it
becomes unbearable.
I miss your laugh, I miss your smile, I miss
your voice, I miss you so much...so very
very very much.
I Love You,
Mom
It's here again, the day I can least stand to
be awake.
I'm so torn, I really don't know how to get
through this day. On the one hand I need
to relive every bit of that day - from the
moment I woke up. The last time I heard
you laugh as you peeked out your window.
The last time I saw you smile as you left
the yard and went down the driveway.
The last time I heard your voice as you left
that message telling me about your plans
and where you'd be. But then it turns
black and the nightmare begins, because
the rest I can't bare to remember. It's just
that once I start remembering that day I
can't make it stop and eventually it
becomes unbearable.
I miss your laugh, I miss your smile, I miss
your voice, I miss you so much...so very
very very much.
I Love You,
Mom
Send us a sign....
July 27, 2008
