Almost one entire year without you. Almost one entire year that your existence has been missed. Greatly.
10 months feels like an eternity. And at the same time, these past ten months were crystal clear in my memory. It's like my brain is working overtime trying to magnify and remember the short, fleeting moments we got to spend together. Because the farther away we get from September 10, 2012, the less discernible those moments will become. And so I feel like I have to do all I can to remember. To keep those memories for the rest of my lifetime.
These next few weeks are going to be an emotional rollercoaster for me. Both of your cousins are due to be born soon. I should be chasing a 10-month old who's probably crawling around, but instead, I will be waiting for their calls...packing up our condo to move...and wishing that you could be here to meet them and experience all of this change that's happening in our lives. But it's going to be without you. Your cousins will never get to meet you or know who you are.
But that's not going to stop us from celebrating you. I want to make you a first birthday cake in September. Like I would have if you were here.
Your first birthday is going to be here before I know it. I'm not making plans about how I'll feel, but if there's one thing I know, it's that this pain in my heart is never going to go away. It will dull, I'm sure. It already has. But it will never be gone. And I don't want it to be.
I miss you. Even knowing that we'll have another baby soon doesn't change that. I'll always miss you. You can count on that.