Even though you’re gone, I can feel you.
You were a part of me for nine months, and I watched you grow for seventeen, that doesn’t just end.
I feel your happiness in the sunflowers that now fill my home. I didn’t intentionally add them, they just started showing up as gifts through others, probably your doing.
I see your face, from baby to toddler smiling back at me from our walls. It’s as if you are watching over us with those bright blue eyes.
I touch your blanket and surround myself in its warmth. It reminds me of your snuggles.
I see your name, just about everywhere, from tv credits to magazines. It is still in block letters in your room and now your brother’s name has also been added to your wall.
I see your likeness in your brother and sister. Both physically and emotionally, they have little pieces of you that they will carry on.
I hear your crazy laughter still in my memories. I’ve never met a happier boy.
As much as I miss you, I know you’re still here, all around us. That doesn’t end.
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So beautifully written, Sheri! 💙
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