I have been good...great in fact. I always think of Declan and I enjoy my thoughts of him.
Then I am singing happy birthday to my neice that just turned five today.
It hit hard.
I realized that I should be doing this very same thing three months from today. He should be watching her knowing his time to turn five is so close. And all I can think is, "Man this hurts."
I hope no one noticed. I don't want her birthday to ever been effected by my sorrow. It isn't her fault Declan isn't here. I knew these days would come and I love and hate them. I feel him closer when I am hurting...but hurting is never the goal.
I have a very large list of thing I never thought I would do. Crying about birthday cake has now been added.
But when it all comes down to it, I wouldn't trade my life and being Declan's mom so I didn't have to feel this pain.