Today marks four months since my little one passed away.
Today is hard. I miss him so bad. My heart feels like it has just broke into a billion pieces and sunk away into my chest.
Today I miss the future for him and our family. I miss that Ben doesn't get to play with his little brother. I miss that I don't wake up at 2 in the morning and nurse Aaron and rock him gently. I miss that I don't lay him on my chest and listen to his chest rise and fall. I miss that I don't take him to the park with me and Daddy and Ben. I miss that I don't chase him around the front yard and blow bubbles for him to chase. I miss that I don't look in the back of my van and see two carseats secured for a ride to the grocery store.
I miss Aaron. Always.
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