Up thinking about my baby like…
Lord, why do I let these demons chase me? They’re trying to make me blame myself for his demise, when I know it was your will Lord. Help me mend my heart I know it’s going to take some time but I’m willing to try.
I need some peace of mind, some closure to ease my mind on. Nights like this when I can’t stop thinking about all the things that went wrong or how he would be today if he was still with me. Yea, I know he’s in my heart but I’m talking physically.
My heart yearns for his touch, the touch of his urn is not enough.
I need to feel your hand grip my fingers and rub my hand on your gorgeous head. I miss those late nights at Children’s staring at you sleep then waking up at 5 am just to watch you open your eyes and cry . Those were my happiest moments, especially holding you. I had the whole world in my hands with you I didn’t need nothing.
All I want to do is go back to the time when you were in my womb. Laying on my ribcage, remember how I was your favorite sleeping place.
I miss you G3 & I love you more than you could ever imagine 💙
You were the strongest person I’ve ever met! Extraordinary resilience with a powerful presence I am so proud to be your mama.