You would think that with each year these posts would get easier. Yes true I don’t stand in my shower for hours crying out more than what is coming out of the shower head nor do I fall to pieces randomly through the day where it takes so much time to recover from I forgot what I was doing in the first place. This time isn’t easier. I still look around my house and see you playing and hearing the laughing and the mischief that you should be in. Would you like pirates like Gavin? All the “what ifs” and the “should bes” that haunt. We had another loss this past October, miscarriage at 10 weeks. We named your brother/sister Vega after the 5th brightest star in the sky. We caught a glimpse at a quick rainbow that week, nice to see that.
Mommy is sending you all of my love. I’m fighting for strength.
Happy Birthday Francis