Jun 10, 2005 23:39
i was four.
i really didnt understand the word death.
you used to carry me on your shoulders.
buy me an ice cream cone at McDonalds.
peel my oranges.
paint my nails.
spend time with nieces/nephews.
you were the cool uncle.
you were only 21.
i love you.
leukemia. why?
i dont remember the times by parents said we spent with you your last days on earth.
i was so selfish so ask my mom:
"Why wasn't I just born in Florida when you were pregnant with me?"
"Mija, that's when your tio was diagnosed with leukemia"
You took my uncle away. You're such a ridiculous disease.
Not too long ago my parents showed me wonderful videos of you from The Children's Miracle Network when you were a teen. Then, Easter at Grandma G's. You seemed so happy. So loving.
I never told anyone this, but you would have made the greatest dad.
I want to give back to the medical field. I thought about being a doctor like you wanted to be, but I want to be a nurse. I want to do caring patient care to take care of others in need. I joined H.O.S.A. like you. Honestly, I thought about becoming Sentinel, just like your plaque said, but you told me be become President. And so I did.
I want to be a nurse to help other Tio Benny's.
Happy 35th Birthday!
I love you.
I'll see you one day.