Today would have been Jaime‘s 30th birthday. That’s hard to even imagine.
One of the hardest parts of Jaime being gone is knowing that Charlie has lost that incredibly close friendship with his little sister and that our kids won’t get to grow up with her in their lives. We were at a birthday party last weekend at the local reservoir, and I just kept thinking about how much I wished she was there, swimming and drinking and laughing with us and all of our friends. Sun + drinks + friends + family would have been right up her alley. <3 
Charlie and I were also talking about her yesterday and laughing at the thought of her being 30 (she would have hated admitting she was in her 30s!), and he said something like, “You know, the more I look back at Jaime and her life, the more I realize she just wasn’t one of those people who was meant to grow old.”
I hate it, even if it’s true. These three loves of mine really deserved more time with her in their lives. 🙁
Aww, that is sad.
Jaime and Jack will be read tonight before bed….and we will wish her a happy birthday…HUGS to all of you….
I’ve had a similar thought to the one Charlie had about people who die early, but it’s never the right time to say it. I used to always think they missed out on the rest of their lives, but really, they never get the rest of their lives to miss. Does that make sense? I keep thinking they are robbed of this set of memories they didn’t get to create, when in reality, they never created them to miss out on. This is probably making no sense at all.
But when I think about the other people in their lives, like you guys, I still think you are forced to make memories that don’t have her in them. So, maybe she can’t “miss out” on memories she never made, but you can definitely miss her making them.