Back to school

I find the back to school photos in social media some of the hardest to bear. It is a blatant reminder of another year gone and Angel doesn’t get to move to her next grade. 

This article really resonates with me. The photo of the empty porch is how I feel💔

https://people.com/human-interest/angela-miller-son-dead-back-school-minnesota/

That day will come

Seven

Missing you now and always on your 7th birthday. ✨🦋❤️

I had a monarch visit my butterfly bush this morning - I’d like to think it was a little hello from heaven.

I will carry you

https://abedformyheart.com/i-will-carry-you/

Two places

2018 backpack donation is done!

Two backpacks have been delivered to my aunt for one girl and one boy in grade 2. It’s now an annual ritual and my way of trying to find meaning out of something that makes no sense, still, 7 years later. I am struggling with her birthday this year - my heart is heavy and it’s a heartbreak I don’t have strength for. Taking it one day, one moment, at a time as her birthday approaches.

💔

Emptiness