I thought you should know that I have not forgotten that the only reason we got to go to Disneyland was because you died.
If not, I would be here with a month old baby boy, tired, stressed and exhilarated all at once. I would be spending time getting to know you. Your personality, your likes and dislikes.
But you are not here.
And so we went there.
My grasp on your existence feels so tenuous, so fragile. Sometimes it is like you were just a dream.
I look at photos of me pregnant with you and can’t remember the feeling. That was me? That was you?
Anyway….I just wanted to say that you are still in our hearts and we miss you…..and thank you for allowing the rest of the family to go and have a fun holiday on your behalf.