Today is Valentine's Day.
It's the 2nd one without 1/3 of my heart. I find it extremely hard to celebrate a day that is all about love when my heart is broken into a million pieces.
I wonder how 457 days have seemed to pass so quickly, but yet feel like it was yesterday. I sat on my bed this morning and looked at a picture of Erik when he was around 2 years old. He was dressed in his Easter outfit and the pictures were taken in Walmart. He had a perfect little scratch on his head. I remember being so upset that he was going to have pictures taken with a "boo-boo" on his head. As I put his picture back on the night stand, I couldn't help but think about how perfect he actually was.
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