Wednesday, September 27, 2006


He would be six years old today.
What does six look like, when you’re a boy?
Would he catch frogs and climb trees?
Would he obsess about hockey
Or would he prefer painting?
Would he tease his sisters?
Would he fall in love with his first grade teacher?
Would he already know how to read
Or would school be a challenge for him?
Would he collect sports cards
And memorize sports trivia?
Or would he spend more time making little babies laugh?
Would he pick up his socks
Or would I find them strewn across the house like his sisters?
Would he ask “why” a hundred times a day?
Would he fear change or embrace it?
Would he race down the sidewalk on his bicycle or roller blades?
Would he make friends easily
Or would he shyly wait for others to make the first move?
Would he argue with his daddy and me
About bedtime or bath-time or cleaning up after himself?
Would he make awkward beautiful mother's day cards for me
And slip them shyly into my hand before I climbed out of bed?
Would he follow his older cousins around
And emulate their every move?
Would he challenge the status quo
Or long to be just like everyone else in his class?
Would he look just like the six-year-old blonde-haired blue-eyed Matthew
Who lives around the corner from us
Delightfully oblivious to what it means when we look at him?
Who would our little boy be
If his heart hadn’t stopped beating six years ago today?


Accidental Poet said...

And the other question, of course, is : Who is he now, because his heart stopped beating six years ago today?

ccap said...

Someday your family needs a positive memory connected with September.

Maria said...

Oh, well...wiping my eyes here. Just sitting here wiping my eyes. I can't even think of a thing to say...

The Passarelli's said...

I feel the need to respond,but not really sure that this is comparable to what you are dealing with. Wendy lived 41 years, but never lived to be the wonderful mother she planned on being. I have thae same thoughts about Wendy. What would she be like watching Mikey doing all the things that you mentioned about what Matthew might be doing.
Hopfully someone like my wife, if not my wife, is with Matthew right now together in a more perfect world waiting for us someday to reunite! I hope my wife is with Matthew. Maybe there is something to this connection I have with you!

The Passarelli's said...

By the way, Wendy wanted our son's name to be Matthew, Michael or David.

Gina said...

I am so sorry for your pain.

I wish there was something I could say to make you feel better.

Judy said...

Life is SO fragile. Isn't it?

Coll said...

I am so very sorry for your loss.

Linda said...

Thank you for this blog and for helping me to remember.