Today marks 3 months since you went to be with Jesus. I can't believe we've made it this far. I worry about you up there. You're just a baby and I'm so used to taking care of you. I'm your mom so it's my job to worry. I guess you're in the best hands I could ever ask for.
Farrah talks about you all the time.... like all the time. But I'm sure you already knew that. She always tries to play with you. She runs around the house saying you're chasing her. She falls to the ground and says you knocked her down. She says you wake her up at night so you two can play. I didn't realize it was possible to warm my heart and break my heart at the same time.
There's not much to say on this day other than we miss you terribly and love you to heaven and back.
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