8 Months
My heart feel as though it is breaking in a million pieces all over again. I dread the 26th of each and every month. Even if I make a concious effort not to think about it, there it is front and center. 8 months since I've held, kissed, touched my baby. I am so tired of marking time. How in the world am I suppose to celebrate my 19th wedding anniversary when it falls on the 26th of July. July 26, 2005 we celebrated in joy cause our beautiful girl was extubated. It was a joyous day and now I cant believe I am going to dread it. Oh well, it is what it is.
D'Lon Grace I love you more than ever! When others forget I will always remember. I fighting hard to live this new endeavor. Re-learning to trust God as he knows what's better. Making sure when I die, we'll be together forever. Rest In Paradise My Love!
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