Saturday came; I woke up early. I do not know how I will feel. Fun? Nervous? I am happy because I still have a family that I will celebrate my birthday with. Nervous because I heard it was ... it was a big event. I sat in the chair opposite the study table. I pulled out one of the drawers and pulled out a box. I opened it and then placed it on the table. I immediately saw Mama's photo. I picked up another small box wrapped in a gift wrap. I removed the wrap and opened the box. A paper fell. I put down the box and took the folded paper. It unfolded it. There is something written and I know that penmanship very well. Mama's letter in German.
Eliah,
My son; my treasure. By the time you get this, I might not be by your side. However, remember I will always watch you through the sun
