I've been meaning to write more, but I have been keeping so busy to keep my mind occupied. But I just had to get this out....
I was shopping for my girls' Easter baskets in Target last week, and I always get the same thing, bathing suits and summer pjs. And as I went by the infant section, I realized that today should have been Robbie's first Easter. His first Easter basket, his first Easter egg hunt. And while I am grateful for the little baby growing now, it still stung that my baby boy isn't here today. At church, I saw all these new infants with their families, and I started to cry several times. I should also be holding my baby. But my arms were empty.
And to think I thought the next hardest date would be in November. But I am starting to realize that Mother's Day will be hard, and Father's Day will be too. Then will be July 4th weekend--a special day for me and my husband. I just wish there was some way to fast forward through the heartache....
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