Dear Curtis…

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I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday – my sister Stacey at my side – my Mom in the waiting room and me yelling at the nurse to GIVE ME DRUGS!!!

I remember the day I brought you home- man was it hot – and we had no AC which made it all the worst and that very day I was released I drove you over to meet your Grampa (my father) – and he fell in love with you. He called you Curtis with the laughing eyes – do you remember him at all? Your time with him was short.

I remember you looked like a little turtle.

I remember your first day of daycare when I had to go back to work and your first day of school getting on that big yellow bus – I remember every year’s first day of school and how I would be there for you to get on that bus or take you to school.

I remember when you shook of the shackles of home life and escaped through the back door to have the neighbour bring you home at 4 years old!!!

I remember when you smacked your fat little head on the mirror of a car (that is how you got the wee scar on your head)

I remember lunches and new shoes and grade after grade – I remember those bullies and how you beat the ever luvin’ crap out of one and how you found your love for theatre in public school to watch it go on to high school.

I remember watching you sleep and how you would curl your fists up and when I go to wake you now – you still do it.

I remember the dark year of when your father and I divorced and I had to leave you and your sister to live with him so I could work – enough of those.

I remember your Gramma (my mom) doting on you – do you remember her? You were young when she passed.

I remember your acceptance to college – every play I could attend and how proud I was of you to put yourself up there.

I remember your fall and rise and fall again and rise and with each fall seeing you rise back up stronger – it leads me to believe that I did something right.

I remember the look of joy on your face when you graduated and how you could barely contain yourself.

Every moment of your life that I have been a part of – I remember. Every moment I will be a part of – I won’t forget.

But this is not about me – this is about you!!!

Gosh – another birthday!!! where has the time gone.

Happy Birthday Bud – today is your day to do with what you will and celebrate the fabulousness that is YOU!!!!!