Memories of Josiah by Mia Lowry

Unfortunately for me I was not present at Josiah's birth, however, I did get to visit one summer in my early 20s when he was a baby. Delia and Abel were living in a cute upstairs apartment near a park and during the evenings you could see and hear the fireworks from Disneyland. Josiah's room was decorated with Classic Pooh, which I love, by the way.

I can still see his skinny little body in his diaper, with a red baseball cap, holding a lego and sippy cup. He was not much for words, and nothing has changed in the word department. Yet, he could let you know what he wanted and thought without the aid of language. He was a precious baby with a sweet disposition.

My next memories of him was in the backyard of my Mom's old house, which is now Sergio's house. We had a cream colored chow dog and the kid's were playing in the back. You could tell he liked this dog and kept playing with him too. I thought at this moment he took after his dad in how they both loved animals.

Always quiet, but with a great sense of humor and a good laugh is how I would describe Josiah. He plays the piano very well too. He and Zaq are great cousins. Whenever Josiah would visit Arizona he would have to go over to spend the night at Zaq's house.

I am thankful and love my nephew Josiah and thankful for his talent of music.