I See You...

Dear Emma,

This weekend we went and visited friends. It was a wonderful weekend and we loved it. However, behind the joy in the moment lingers the blaring obvious thing missing, that darkens the joy no matter how bright. You are missing.

I saw you several times. I saw you in the mother holding her baby in her wrap on a beach far from home. All the hair on that little one reminded me of you. I saw you in the little toddler walking on the side walk. I imagine you here and how it should be. I then try and refocus on the present moment because allowing those thoughts to seep into the day I worry would pull me into a place I could not come back from. I try and focus on our time with you and your gift; But sometimes I want to scream how unfair it is.

I miss you. I love you.

Love,

Mommy