Three Months Today It seemed Like Yesterday

Oh my sweet sweet son, how could it be 3 months already, since it just seemed like last night.  You have no idea what we have to go through and I am so glad you can't know.  I ask Jesus to tell you I love you.  I hope He did.  We are all still here trying to work through our missing you.  The boys will all be over for Easter and great=grandma is so happy that baby Emma is going to be able to be here, since they moved to CA.  So our Easter Egg Hunt will be a good time.  Not as many as last year but we will enjoy watching them hunt and the looks on their faces.  The excitment of finding an egg is so presious on their little faces and some of the Big faces, you know how your brothers are.  Hopefully this year Jessica won't forget to boil the eggs.
I was reading in the Bible where Jesus said he was going to build mansions in Heaven for us, I think you got a BIG one.  I hope your enjoying all your new friends there.  I have met so many mom's on this group and we know you all are having a great time.  We all wish each of you were still here and we have no answers why you left us so early, so we are just striving to survive.
Wow, some of the things we did with my sorrow I had forgotten.  Remember the year at Christmas you guys came and we were able to go to the railroad and get on the trains and all of you got to sit in the conductor seat.  I ran across those pictures yesterday.  We all looked so happy.  And Woody sitting there on that big train was so little and today so so big.  That was such a happy day wasn't it.
Then there was the day in Orlando, where you and I are in that great big wheel some where we ate.  Boy did we have some good times.
Well, baby mom better go.  I love you, but will never let you go.  Your in my heart my mind my being.  So while your waiting on our time to reunite just keep on having the blast of your life cause you so deserve it.  We miss you, we love you,and we are looking forward to meet again.
Your mom
P.S. Oh by the way I am still obsessed with my tummy and want the tummy tuck just don't know if I want the pain to do it.  I know you told me to get over it, but well I still am obsessed.  Love you so much.
 
 

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deleted_user

Remembering the good times of the past and anticipating the good times in the future are a sure sign of strength as we continue in our journey. Hope your easter egg hunt is a huge success and I wish you peace. Truly your friend, Barb
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deleted_user

Great journal. Your being able to reflect on the good times is a positive. Wishing you a peaceful Easter. Hugs, Pat
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deleted_user

Thinking of you and hoping your Easter is filled with new memories and that you find peace in the past memories... love ro you my friend...
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deleted_user

It feels good to keep in touch. Hope you have a peaceful Easter. hugs j
JFandMDmom
JFandMDmom

What a beatiful journal...wonderful memories. Your Easter egg hunt sounds like lots of fun...hope you enjoy it and add more beautiful memories. Peace to you...Valerie
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deleted_user

yes wonderful post, you are such a gifted writer, able to put your feelings on type,.. i wish i was able to attend the easter egg hunt! im not sure what i will be doing this easter, probley going to see my brother,.. wishing you peace,.. and some comfort, as you push thru,.. your friend, Dave
biowoman
biowoman

A lovely letter...hugging you tight today...Karen
KellyLee105
KellyLee105

Thank you for sharing!! your letter to your son was heartfelt..Hugs, Kelly
KandL
KandL

I love your letter to Kenny. I too ask Jesus to tell my son I love him. I wish you peace & a blessed Easter.
Hugs, Linda
CorriesMom
CorriesMom

Sweet memories. Chatting with our kids is so comforting.

Sending love, tight hugs and Easter blessings to you ~ Debbie
ihart
ihart

I like the stories of remembering and the great thing is you will always have those. I know we would love new memories and we will get those too, we will just have to be patiend and wait for the time we reunite with our babies. Hugs, Inga