Eight years have gone by. So much has happened during these past eight years, but this day still stings. I know it always will and I think that I am finally coming to terms with that. This is the first year that I have not had panic and anxiety leading up to today. I know that is a good thing, but part of me feels guilty for it. My greatest fear is to forget, to no longer feel, to have them fall away from my mind and heart.
‘Perhaps they are not stars, but rather opening in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy’ -author unknown
Tonight, I will look up into the stars and know that you are both shining down on us. Happy 8th Birthday, Mary and Christopher. I love you, always.