14 days until. . . .Birthday

I lay in bed crying. I'm missing you little boy. Almost two. How can it be? It feels like yesterday you were coming and we were so happy and couldn't wait to meet you. Things are different now. I don't know what happiness is anymore. You took it when you left and we haven't been able to find it since.

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