One Month

One month 

4 weeks 

30 days

720 hours

43,200 minutes

2,592,000 seconds

There are days where it feels like it happened yesterday. 

Like I was just told for the first time. 

It's like a broken record, playing over and over again. 

I can't help but talk about him. 

I miss him. 

I want to be making memories with him but I can't. 

I was so excited for all of his firsts that were supposed to happen...

I had imagined his first thanksgiving full of football, the dog show and parade. 

I was so excited for him to meet his aunt for her birthday, his first Christmas photos with Santa and midnight kisses on New Years...

I know I can't sit here and dwell on all the coulda woulda shoulda but I can't help it. 

For now I can only look back at the past.

The last 9 months and remember the good times I had with him...