I can’t believe you are a teenager now. Wow! I wish you were still here to really celebrate. I’m proud of myself for not crying today or on the anniversary. All of my Facebook memories are of me celebrating your day, and tons of photos of cupcakes.
I wish I could know what you would look like now, what your interests would be. To me you’re still that bright-eyed three year old that loved Winnie the Pooh.
I love you, Ava, so much. Happy birthday, sweetheart.
See you later, Ava.