You suck and I hate you. You mark the day that my son died. Whenever you come around I am more acutely aware of how long he's been gone...9 months today. 9 months without my sweet boy to love on and hold and kiss. Today I struggled to get out of bed to face you. And now that I am up I need to treat you like any other day and be productive. How do I continue to do this 9th after 9th? And now there are only two more of you, until that 9th rolls around. So with that, I wish you would go away. But in my heart I know even if I could skip over you each month, it wouldn't change anything. He'd still be gone.
Marcellus, the anniversary date of your death is often very hard for Mommy. I miss you baby boy and this date marks when you left this earth. Loving you right up to the moon and back my little squirmy wormy! xoxox
So sorry Morgan, saying a prayer for you now.
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