You\u2019d be 31 this year. I can\u2019t remember the first time I was told about you. But I know that everyday since that day, I\u2019ve thought about you and missed you. Even though I never got to meet you, I miss you.
\nI\u2019ve always wondered what you\u2019d be like. The person you would\u2019ve grown up to be. The big brother you would\u2019ve been. Would you have been the big brother to help us help when we fell off our bikes? Or would you be the one to laugh and push us over? Would you beat up the boys who broke our hearts and stand up for us when other kids made fun of us? Would you have been athletic or nerdy? Chess club or football?
\nI actually know the last one. With our family, you definitely would\u2019ve been athletic. Football, basketball, and track. Or maybe not basketball, if you\u2019re like dad and it wasn\u2019t \u201cfull contact enough\u201d for you. But I know you would\u2019ve been athletic. And maybe a little nerdy.
\nWhen something big happens in the family, I always find myself stopping and wondering how you\u2019d react. What you would think. Or the advice you would give.
\nIf you were here, would you have inherited Dad and Grandpa\u2019s traits instead of me? I\u2019m often told, I act just them. So I wonder if we both would\u2019ve had the honor and inherited those traits. Would you inherit that little chuckle from Grandpa that Dad is slowly acquiring?
\nOne of the main things I find myself thinking about is if you were still here, would I be here too? Did Mom and Dad only want 2 or did want they want 3? Unfortunately, it\u2019s something we\u2019ll never know.
\nYour second nephew was born February 5th. Everyone in the family thinks he looks more like me. He got some of his dad in him but I think there\u2019s more of me. His dad thinks he\u2019s what you would\u2019ve looked like.
\nI wish you here. Say hi to grandpas for me, and continue to watch over us. Love you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
You\u2019d be 31 this year. I can\u2019t remember the first time I was told about you. But I know that everyday since that day, I\u2019ve thought about you and missed you. Even though I never got to meet you, I miss you. I\u2019ve always wondered what you\u2019d be like. The person you would\u2019ve grown up […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1250","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1250","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1250"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1250\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1250"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1250"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1250"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}