The other night we were at Brooks’ parents’ house celebrating my niece’s birthday. We often have family gatherings at Brooks’ parents’ and it’s just never the same anymore without Wyatt. It always feels like something is missing. And well, he is.
It was a fun evening with a full house, yummy dinner, and visiting with each other. As we typically do for birthdays, we had a birthday cake, we sang Happy Birthday, and Terryn blew out the candles.
Just after Terryn blew out the candles and was opening her gifts, Brooks noticed this tiny frog on the screen. It was almost like he wanted to come in and join the party.
The special part of this frog being on the screen is that Wyatt loved frogs and toads. And lizards, and snakes, and roly polies, and lots of other critters. But he was really into frogs and toads. He was always catching them and showing them off to people.
And one year, when he was maybe 4 or so, everyone in the family got a frog for their birthday. Someone got a frog statue for the garden. Someone else got a stuffed frog. Someone else got a frog with a solar powered light for outside. Everyone got a frog for their birthday that year.
Frogs were also something that Terryn and Wyatt sort of shared. They often caught them together at the cabin. One year they even built frog houses for the frogs they caught.
I couldn’t help but catch my breath when I saw that little guy on the screen. Wyatt would never miss one of our birthdays. And I know he would never miss a chance to send his cousin a happy birthday wish from heaven. And of course it would be in the form of a frog.