It was the greatest privilege

I kind of hate this time of year now. The ticking clock, counting down the days to Angel's birthday. The flashbacks come fast and furious and unexpected. It is strange the things that pop into my head when I have a moment to let my mind wander -- in the shower, in the car.... Things from before, and after. 

Despite the heartache that I continue to struggle with, I will always feel it was a privilege to know you baby girl and I wouldn't trade it for anything. You have taught me so much and have given me so much too. At the end of the day it isn't all about loss. And I need to continue to hold on to that as your 2nd birthday approaches. It is hard not to get swallowed by the anger and sadness again.  I miss you!