Yesterday marked eight months since my beautiful baby boy went to heaven. Sometimes it feels like it has been so much longer and other times I'm thinking how could it be eight months already? I've definitely had a difficult time these past few months. I am out of school for the summer and have too much down time. Down time while you're grieving is really hard. I just miss my little baby sooo much. I spend a lot of time thinking about what he and I would be doing this summer. We would be having a ball!!! So much mommy and Jack time...wouldn't that be wonderful!!! We still have our time together....I talk to him all the time and I know he is with me. It really helps in my healing. If healing is the right word.....I'm not sure if I will ever fully heal. Eight months ago...my heart was broken, my life was shattered, my dreams were taken from me. I gave birth to the most beautiful baby and had to say "good bye" to him the same day. How is it possible to truly heal from that? And, of course, I never said "good bye" to Jack. He is always a part of me......always my first born.....always my son....always the TRUE love of my life!!!
And.....I will see him again!!!
I LOVE YOU.....MY SWEET BOY!!!!
