Dear Nahum,
Today Mom told someone that it has been four months since your —
and then she hesitated —
birth day.
She'd much rather call it that, than call it your death day.
Although, unfortunately, it's four months since both.
Today Mom did what she always does on the fifth of the month — texted the neighbour whose baby has the exact same birth and death day. Although we never would have wished it upon them, knowing that there's another couple down the street missing their baby, too helps somehow.
We haven't been to your grave in a while, but Dad said we should make sure it's looking OK. Your little patch of earth isn't so far from his office — maybe Dad will go by on his lunch break. Would you like that?
