So many thoughts have filled my mind the past few days. I've just been unsure which ones I should throw out here, into the world.
Today is the 4th of July. Last year at this time, Zavier was safe and sound in my belly, enjoying the waves in the ocean and I was happy. So sure that this year I would be celebrating with my kids. Instead, everything is so heartbreakingly different. Different than it was...than what I imagined it would be.
I just wish he was here so bad it hurts...I wanted to take my boy to the beach, watch fireworks...and now I just wish I could see him. It's been almost 6 months since I last saw my baby and I don't want to think about how one day it will be six years since I've seen him.
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This blog will chronicle my first year without my son. We had him with us for just a short while. I'm creating this blog with a heavy heart and I'm hoping by the end of this first year I will have a little peace.
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