Cameron
Ok, so today for the first time in over a year I actually got to see and spend time with my nephew Cameron. Me and my parents werent allowed to see him after this huge fight last Thanksgiving. I saw him briefly a few months ago... but today he came over for Christmas present.
I dont even know, I miss him so much and seeing him brought up all these feelings. He's 4, 5 in a few months. He talks in full sentances and writes and can do all the things he was struggling to learn a year ago with ease. He calls Dave dad, which for some reason bothers me still.
We opened presents and ate dinner. Me and Cameron hung out in my room. He'd watch the chinchillas and laugh when they'd move or go on their wheel. Gah.
We played Sonic. His hands actually move in time, unlike the clumsy hands he once had that would just fantically wiggle with no apparent reason. We raced with a snowboarding game and my sister said he had to leave soon. We finished and he laughed and then his face dropped when my sister yelled upstairs. He looked at me and said he didnt want to go and his eyes filled with a watery glare. I didnt know what to say to him-- knowing my sister, I cant promise to see him, plans always fall through due to some excuse she comes up with. I hugged him and said I'd drive to his house whenever he wanted me to.
I carried him downstairs. He fumbled to get his hat on, but I could see his blurry eyes. I gave him a hug good-bye and he started crying. Then of course I just lost all composure ad bit my lip so hard to maintain.
I wish things were the way they once were. Babysitting him nearly every day over the summer. Swimming in the pool, running through sprinklers, going for ice cream, spending all day at the zoo. I miss seeing him learn new things and be so proud of himself.
Most of all, I miss his innocent laugh, his smile over the simplest things, his hug and his "I love you up to the sky, to the angels, and back again." and I just dont want him to be taken from me again.
I just hope everything works out the way my sister swears it will this time. Dont let me down.
I dont even know, I miss him so much and seeing him brought up all these feelings. He's 4, 5 in a few months. He talks in full sentances and writes and can do all the things he was struggling to learn a year ago with ease. He calls Dave dad, which for some reason bothers me still.
We opened presents and ate dinner. Me and Cameron hung out in my room. He'd watch the chinchillas and laugh when they'd move or go on their wheel. Gah.
We played Sonic. His hands actually move in time, unlike the clumsy hands he once had that would just fantically wiggle with no apparent reason. We raced with a snowboarding game and my sister said he had to leave soon. We finished and he laughed and then his face dropped when my sister yelled upstairs. He looked at me and said he didnt want to go and his eyes filled with a watery glare. I didnt know what to say to him-- knowing my sister, I cant promise to see him, plans always fall through due to some excuse she comes up with. I hugged him and said I'd drive to his house whenever he wanted me to.
I carried him downstairs. He fumbled to get his hat on, but I could see his blurry eyes. I gave him a hug good-bye and he started crying. Then of course I just lost all composure ad bit my lip so hard to maintain.
I wish things were the way they once were. Babysitting him nearly every day over the summer. Swimming in the pool, running through sprinklers, going for ice cream, spending all day at the zoo. I miss seeing him learn new things and be so proud of himself.
Most of all, I miss his innocent laugh, his smile over the simplest things, his hug and his "I love you up to the sky, to the angels, and back again." and I just dont want him to be taken from me again.
I just hope everything works out the way my sister swears it will this time. Dont let me down.