Posting this is harder than it looks. I’m learning to stop, to remember, to be grateful, to love… it’s so much harder to move forward, to have a new adventure that we cannot share.
I vacilate from joy that I’ve been given this child to live life with and then sorrow that he can’t share this.
I truly believe he is happy and at peace with all that has happened. I will grow to have joy and peace in this new reality, but no matter how much hope we have for the future, we won’t be doing these next years together.
I miss him.