Well, about all I can muster up to type tonight because I'm totally exhausted...is happy birthday to my boy in heaven. I know, hard, but this is why the title is my dreaded month. I'm happy that he's with Jesus and healthy (I heard Jesus tell me so) and that I didn't have to suffer through his possible health concerns. On the other hand, I see ChaseRay and how perfect he is and Skye Pierce and how perfect he is and I just can't help pondering that.
I feel loved today. We went on a long walk and had frozen yogurt and took pictures of what I do have, which was good for me. I'm sad on one level, but trying to turn my sadness into prayers for others who have lost loved ones. It's just not easy. Today he would have been 4. I wonder what kind of cake he's eating up there? Would he be my strawberry boy? hmm...
Happy Birthday my sweet Abbott. Thank you for going to play with Jesus so I could hold your brother Chase Ray in my arms. Thanks for letting me, Jesus, get so close to you by having that time and please help those who have lost babies and toddlers and older children...comfort them and give them hope. Amen.
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So touching! All your boys are so lucky to have such an amazing mommy (and daddy too!).
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