Mason

Harder than your birthday is your death day. It's a reminder that my life on earth is without you. I'm still constantly frustrated by this.  

This was a photo of the first time I ever saw you.   It hit me right at this moment you were real. I only have a few photos that prove you're existence. Everything else is just in my memory. 

Sometimes I replay you're life in my mind and it doesn't even feel like it happened. You were too beautiful and precious to actually be here.

I hate the 13th. I hate being without you. I hate having to move on and pretending like I'm not affected by your absence. 

You're my sweet baby and always will be.

I love you and miss you always. 

-mommy