I remember it was exactly a year ago when I first met you. Oh you were perfect right off the bat. You were then named Boy Jorge Susi, and in my head, that’s not a bad name for a baby. Hahaha.
You turn one today, and all I can remember is my emotional state exactly a year ago. It was in complete disarray. I remember the misery I was in, how neglected and ignored I felt. I was so alone when I went to visit you right after work.
I swear, you stilled my heart. I was panicked and you calmed me down. I remember carrying you and you did not even budge. My hurt and my pains went away almost instantaneously.
And I am only your Tita! Can you imagine the joy and the peace you’ve brought into your parents’ lives? You’re only the second person I know to have done that, the first one being your Ate Max.
Be kind, always and all the time. I am extra emotional with your birthday because you remind me of the long way I have come.
And oh, my Jared, it is such a long way.
I wish your Lolo Boy was here. I bet he would give anything to be here.