Yoel and I in 2015 on a trip to Utah. Arches National Park. We had fun walking around and wished we could have walked even more. I hope that wherever he is now, he gets to hike to places he wanted to. We didn’t have nearly enough time for the hikes we wanted to take while he was alive.
These two, Chana and Yoel, are like twins 15 months apart. I am sure my daughter misses her brother very much. They were thick as thieves and the first pair to venture into anywhere.
At Arches National Park.
Like here, they went up to this rock formation together and looked around.
He was the happiest when he could walk and hike on unpaved trails.
Our family at Arches National Park on an early morning walk. We were going to climb to the delicate arch, but the Little Ones (As Yoel likes to call his younger brothers) were getting tired. So Chana and Yoel went and hike by themselves. I think it got too bright in that early morning, they went back around without reaching the delicate arch. I love those family trips we used to take. It was never quite the same after Yoel. For my part, it did not seem like a family trip because we are missing one.
On new year 2017, we took a trip to South Padre Island for a few days. I really missed having all my kids together. It wasn’t too bad, but it is also strange to be making new memories without my second child. Yoel was my one child who never failed to give me hugs and kisses every single day that we are in the same city. I miss that. I miss his smiles and his random sharing of things he found thoughout the week. The funny books he’d read to us during family dinners. I wished I recorded some of it and just hear his voice.