Well, I think of you everyday, but today, it was even more.
Your brother is heartbroken that you are gone. Today he kept crying because he misses you. He wishes that he could see you. He wishes that you were alive. He wishes that he could be a big brother to his baby brother.
I wish that he could too. I just kept telling him that I miss you too. I wish that we could see you. I wish that you hadn't had to go. And I wish that I could have seen my two sons playing, hugging, sleeping.
If you had lived, and if you would have been been born around your due date, we would have been celebrating your first birthday a few weeks ago. I'm sure that your brother would have tried to talk you into having a fire fighter party, just like him.
He loves you.
We love you.
