882 days
19,728 hours
1,183,680 minutes
71,020,800 seconds
since I lost my son
Like every year it will land on Valentines day.
Which makes the day bittersweet.
This year was hard,but we kept ourselves busy.
Its always at night when the thoughts come flooding in along with the feelings.
I've played in my mind over and over again our ob saying
"This is where the heartbeat should be, and there isn't one"
Valentines day being about hearts and love and baby cupids.
Its just a weird sad and useless holiday now.
His heart stopped.
My heart is broken.
Things will never be the same.
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