Sometimes I forget.
I forget how small he was.
I forget how sad I was.
I forget the dreams we had.
I forget what should be.
I forget the things I should feel.
I just forget.
But something always reminds me.
A bright blue sky with warm sunshine.
His footprints on his headstone.
Sam begging for someone to play with.
The three of us out sledding.
A conversation with a friend.
The empty crib.
How could I forget?
Why do I have to remember?
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*hugs* to you sweetie.
Rose Kennedy said it best with this quote:
It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, (protecting its sanity), covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But, it is never gone.
(((((hugs))))))
Your words to Alex are beautiful ((hugs))
I'm sorry, Catherine.
The qoute Kate left is beautiful, and very, very true.
hugs for you. extra tight today.
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