Emilia's Birthday

This Sunday is Emilia's birthday. She would have been 16.

It's still hard to beleive she is gone. I still expect her to come with her sisters when we pick them up from their mother. For all of us, I am not sure we will ever get over her dying and not being around. There is always something that happens that reminds us of her.

Even since that day I received the phone call that she was killed, a lot of good things have been able to come of it. But even so, what I wouldnt give to have another hug from her, and to hear her say "I Love you Daddy".

In our garage, there are four shileds that have been painted on the floor, because of a project she had done for school. I remember when that happened, I wondered how we were going to be able to scrub them off. Now I hope they never disappear. On the door to her room, there is still a post it that says "E.R." (Ema's Room).

Ya we miss her so much.