Today Isaac would have turned 13 years old. It seems so cliché to say “it’s hard to believe”, but those words describe how I feel This is the third birthday anniversary that we will commemorate with Isaac in Heaven. So many times it seems like just last year that he left us, while other times it seems so long ago.
I wonder what he would look like at 13 years old. Would he have facial hair and be shaving? What would his voice sound like? How muscular would he be? Would he like his hair buzzed or longer?
I also wonder if he would still be interested in trains. How much historical knowledge would have he accumulated about the American Civil War? Would he still enjoy the outdoors? What type of work would he be interested in doing? What other interests would he have?
Finally, I wonder where he would be spiritually. Would he be following Jesus with all of his heart? Would he still be concerned about others being saved?
We don’t have to concern ourselves with these things anymore because Isaac is safe in Heaven. Our spiritual training with him was completed suddenly on April 18, 2011, when it was his time to go home. I imagine the day that I go home. After I greet my Savior Jesus and bow at his feet, I expect to see Isaac standing close behind him with that big smile on his face ready to give me one of his hearty hugs.
I miss you buddy, so very much. Sometimes I laugh and sometimes I cry when I remember all of our times together. How I long so much just to see you, hold you, and laugh with you. Happy birthday, my dear sweet son.
Every passing day brings us one step closer.
Blessings to you all,