It’s always in the quiet moments...

It’s always in the quiet moments.

The drives alone.

The darkness after your sisters are sleeping.

The deep ache comes. The tears come.

I miss you so much.

I miss what should have been.

I miss all the moments we will never have.

I live in a fake fantasy that you and Miriam should both exist.

The fun amazing love and chaos you two would bring together.

I don’t understand.

I’m angry, I’m sad, I’m lonely, I’m thankful.

Every moment forward,

I’m so thankful for because I understand how precious and fragile this life can be.

Every laugh, cry, fever, tantrum, snuggle, I’m thankful for it all…

All I can do is hope that your heart valves gave someone else’s child a lifetime of happiness…

That we can continue to do good in your honor…

That you know how much you are loved and missed and I hope we are making you proud…

That I will see you again and hold you in my arms…

I love you always and forever 💜

Mama