Four.
It is a hole, and it is not.
A space filled with unfulfilled dreams.
A void of love.
Our daily lives are so busy now, with your little sister. I feel your absence, see it when I see how she enjoys playing with other kids. Older kids, drawn to that big sister with whom she cannot play. When I read about craft ideas that she's not ready for yet, but that would be perfect for you. When I see a butterfly, a bird, a bee. Or feel the sun or the wind. When I breathe.
I see how happy your sister is in her innocence, not knowing what happened to us before she came along. I hope she never knows that pain.
We miss you. Maybe we don't talk about you enough.
We will mark this day. We will have cake. We celebrate the time we had together and the love for you that we have for always.
xoxo Serenity xoxo
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Remembering Serenity with you, and holding all of you in my heart as you move through this day.
love to you. xo
It is a hole, and it is not. I think this is a perfect summary, such a strange place to inhabit.
Thinking of you and your beautiful daughter, Serenity Joy, today. When she might have turned four.
Love to you. I love the way you write about four. Thinking of you and your Serenity.
Remembering Serenity with you always~
(((hugs)))
You are in my heart. I wish things you were doing crafts with your big girl.
So good to hear from you again. Remembering Serenity along with you, & hoping you have (had?) a wonderful celebration.
hugs
Remembering Serenity with you, sorry I missed the day.
I have no idea how I missed this post, as I still read blogs daily. I can only apologise and assure you, Serenity is missed.
xo
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