The Moving Up ceremony began with everyone singing Hatikvah. I know that you know that Hatikvah means "hope." I desperately hoped that someone would say something about you but I knew that the day was about the 6th graders and about all of the kids, like Jack, who were moving up to a new grade. Jack looked incredibly handsome and grown up.
I just sat in the back fighting the urge to cry. I had to leave early to get back to work and I stopped by to say goodbye to your classroom.
There were photos of every one of your friends who will be in second grade next year. I am happy for them and I am sure you are, too.
When I got home I opened the mail and found an invitation for me and Mom. The invite is for a ceremony in Minnesota to pay tribute to everyone who died at the hospital between September and December. You were a fourth quarter loss. This is a ceremony where everyone will be expected to cry. I don't think we'll be going, but it was nice to be invited, nice that they remember you and nice that they think of us.
We will have a ceremony in October on your birthday to unveil your headstone. All of the lawyers have been very helpful giving us permission to use the Pokemon and Batman stuff on the stone. I think they'll start working on it soon. I keep you up to date with the progress.
Tomorrow is a big day. I am going to bring Jack into work and let him be on the radio again. Then we'll pick up Mom and go to the Harry Potter party. It isn't going to rain this weekend so I'll be coming by like I promised.
See you soon. I love you.