2 years ago I had an incling, and something wasn't right. 9 days later James had said, " I bet you're pregnant" and $100 in pregnancy tests, redvines and Arnold Palmers later it was confirmed.
I remember all of this like it was yesterday.
Its around this time every year the beginning of my flashbacks and deepest sadness happens. I wish more then anything things ended differently.
This day has never been the same. Neither is any other big monumental moment I had with Bug.
Days like these are all I get to look back on.
These are the memories I have with my son.
For the next 9 days I was oblivious to the journey, sickness, joy, sorrow, anxiety and devistating loss I was about to go through.
I just wanted a happy ending.
I just wanted to find my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
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