Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Nov 23rd

It's been one month since the funeral, and this week seemed extra hard on me. On Saturday the Hospital birth certificate came with his little foot prints. All at once I wanted him back here with me. Memories of comparing my daughters feet with their footprint came flooding over me. His feet were still the same size when he died. There wasn't time for him to grow, for people to say, "wow he's getting so big."

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