Evan,
Happy Birthday little man! The 29th seems to come so quickly from month to month. You are 17 months old today.
I wonder if you are growing up in Heaven, or if you are staying 26 days old?
I wonder what you would look like now. How big would you be? What types of things would you be getting into? What things would you like? I can guess on these things. I can close my eyes and see you running around the house getting into stuff. I can see us as a family of 3, playing together. I can see your smile and your big, bright eyes. I can hear your laugh.
And then I open my eyes, and our house looks nothing like a little boy lives here. Our life to outsiders looks nothing like “normal” parent lives. But, I feel you in my heart. I know you are there. I feel your love all the time. How can I feel so empowered and filled with your love, yet my arms feel so empty. It is a difficult feeling for sure.
You are nearly a year and a half old. How did that happen?
I am going to get in bed now. I am going to close my eyes and picture you. I am going to listen to you laugh and giggle and squeal. I am going to marvel at how old you are getting.
Mommy and Daddy love you so very much. We miss you in a way we can’t fully explain. Happy 17 months little one!! We can’t wait to see you again 🙂
XOXOXOXOXOXO