Today my beautiful little girl would have been 8 months old. Delilah would be crawling up a storm, harassing the cats and chasing after her "crawl with me turtle"
Laughing and giggleing, clapping her hands at the fun. We would have been having so much fun!
I miss you Delilah, we should not have to be apart like this.
I feel like time has eased some of the sadness, it is not so heavy but when it resurfaces to pull me under, it's strong. I don't fight this drowning feeling, I just let it happen, eventually I'll resurface.
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