He would have been 11 today. So much time has passed and yet I still miss our first son Kyle, born still at 7 months. He is forever with me, part of what makes me the person I am, the mother I am, the wife I am.
Often I remember the blessings he brought me – an understanding of a mother’s love, appreciation for the smallest things, unshakable faith in God. It makes me more patient with my children, appreciating who they are and living in the moment. I understand grief better and hope I am able to help others who go through hard times. This wisdom only comes from the loss of innocence, from the part of me that is missing. It is a high price to pay. Time heals, faith heals and connecting with others heals. I am blessed.
Happy Heavenly Birthday, my sweet son. Thank you for being a part of my life. You are forever loved.