The love of my life would have been 18 today. This was the last photo I took of him, too young, before he died at 14.
What would he look like, sound like, act like today? Would he have a girlfriend? Would he have passed all his years of school, notoriously hard to do here without bribes? But he was the top student in his Grade 7 and passed that without any bribes, in fact, didn’t even have to sit the final exams since he was so far ahead of others.
Would we be living in the US, getting ready for him to start Uni? Would we be fighting like cats and dogs or having as much fun as ever, singing Saturday’s All Right For Fighting and playing backgammon, cooking our second breakfast and second dinner?
Oh my word, would HE be driving???
I miss Pedro every single day. I also thank God for every single day I had with him.