β«Έ ππ π‘ πππ ππππππ₯π€ β«·ββββββββββ 15 pounds 1 ounceβ 25.5 inches longβ reaches for anything in sight, our faces includedβ met Santa, but infatuated with Mrs. Clausβ βMr. Iβll Bite Your Knucklesβ (if you let me)β enjoyed 1st Thanksgiving at the tableβ sleeps through the night… when Dad is homeβ favorite: staring at all theContinue reading “ππ₯π§ππ¨π₯ ππ¦ β π π’π‘π§ππ¦!”
Tag Archives: grief
ALIVE IN THE SHADOWS
Happy 1st Birthday, my sweet Theodore. Mommy wanted to do something extra special to honor your beautiful soul; an eternal soul that is still very much alive. From the day you were born, it was always your soul that touched me more than your body. Even on your birthday, they whisked you away for the first openContinue reading “ALIVE IN THE SHADOWS”
WE LOCKED EYES
The church doors opened, and all I saw was you. Not the friends and family gleaming on either side of the aisle, or even the photographer following us with flashing lights could distract me from your eyes. I felt my Dadβs strong grip around my arm, but it was your misty eyes that remained myContinue reading “WE LOCKED EYES”
CHEEK TO CHEEK
That is how it should still be… your pudgy little cheek pressed up against mine; your wispy blonde hairs tickling my temple as I press in closer and closer to you. Some mornings when itβs extra hard to catch my breath, I even find myself taking the back of my hand and pressing it upContinue reading “CHEEK TO CHEEK”
FALLING RIGHT SIDE UP 