You died one month ago today. Sometimes it feels like yesterday, but most of the time, I just wonder how we’ve all survived this long without you.
Time crawls by so slow, it feels like I’ve already lived a lifetime without you. This moment was one of the most excruciating, but still somehow incredibly peaceful. You were gone.
Your physical body was here with me, but you had already crossed over into paradise. There was no amount of time that would’ve been long enough. I knew no matter how long I chose to spend holding your little body, it would just never be enough.
Even with all the pain this moment brought me, I would give anything to go back to this moment. Even just for a minute, to feel the weight of you on my chest again.
They say grief comes in waves. Right now, I’m drowning.
I love you, forever and ever.