Champions

Dear Nicholas

You were born into this world as half Greek and half Portugese. Yes, many people would say, “that is one hairy and loud combination”. But I would say, “it is the best combo in the world”.

And well, today I am very proud to be Portugese as my love for soccer has granted me this. Portugal went on to win the soccer Euro 2016.

Myself and your dad were glued to the tv, watching every moment of the game. Well, I was glued to the tv, your dad was there to support me and laugh at me screaming and jumping around. Even though I know deep down inside he was happy for Portugal. 

The final whistle blew after a lethargic game of 90mins. Extra time came around and finally Portugal decided to play exciting soccer, keeping me at the edge of my couch. I was sitting there focusing on the game and all of a sudden I just said your name in my head. I asked you, since you are half Portugese, to help your country become Hero’s of this game. The game I know you would have loved. The game both your parents love. You would be playing soccer before you could walk my son.

And of course, you did it. Your half country became champions of the soccer Euro 2016. You made your mom jump up and down with so much excitement and your dad laugh as he watched it all happen. It was a good moment. A moment we have not had in a while. It was a moment that I found myself doing a lot of wishing, I wished you were still with me to hear how my heart rate increased, to hear my mumbled screams and laughs, to feel my excitement, and I know you would have been kicking and smiling in my stomach too. 

It was a great moment, yet something was still missing, you.

I don’t know if that longing for you to be in my life will ever pass. I don’t know if everything, everyday will keep reminding me of you. I don’t know if breathing without you will become easier. I don’t know? I do know that I will miss you always, that my love for you will be forever, and that I can clearly talk to you anytime I want to. I know this because I hear you in my heart.

So our Sunday was filled with a happy moment, a moment I believe you granted us. A moment that we laughed, smiled and lived. A moment because of you.

Love Mom