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2 Years – late

No, I didn’t forget. You never forget. Even though my ears are filled with the most joyous laughter and new word developing sounds; I still remember the day there was no sound. Its as clear as if it happened 10 minutes ago – hard to believe it was 2 years ago on January 16th. Some nights I am haunted by the silence. The only sound being my tears and my fight to be strong. In the day time during day dreams I have flashbacks of the soft little bundle I held that laid there unmoving. Still to this day I wonder what would have happened had they performed an ultrasound the week before. I should have been more insistent.

There is such a conflict of emotions. Hudson and Heidi were both born on the 16th of their birth months. When we celebrate a new month with Heidi its hard not to think how old Hudson would be. With each new milestone or development we celebrate with Heidi, its a constant reminder of what we didn’t get to celebrate with him. Everything seems so bittersweet, yet I am able to separate the two emotions. Somehow it all works. I am still waiting for the “one day” to happen. You know the “one day” when it won’t sting so bad when people say certain things. I am waiting for the “one day” when it will be easier to be happy for what others have rather than be sad about what I have lost.


2 thoughts on “2 Years – late

  1. Always remembering Hudson. “one day” comes, i believe, when we are reunited. the pain lessens a little with time, but they longing is always there. praying for you. xoxo cortney


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