It was the 2nd Walk I've gone to since you left . . .

October 15th is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Rememberance Day. Well, I remember you every day, of course, but ever since you died, I've tried to go to the Walk to Remember sponsored by the Pregnancy and Infant Grief Support Group offered through my local hospital. I've attended the group a few times over the years - a few times after my loss in 2006, and for a year after you died. But I knew that I would be there for the Walk, and it was held today.

For the Walk to Remember, parents, children, grandparents, friends, all put signs on their back that have the name of the child that they are remembering and each of us carry a balloon. I went, and I took your brother and sisters. We walked for about a half a mile - mostly on a trail that goes all the way through town. We stopped at a clearing and the leaders read the names of the children that we were remembering. And then we released the balloons. It always make me cry, and today it was no exception.

Then we walked back to the hospital garden, just off the chapel. We listened to a lovely song called "Remember Me", and then people read poems and thoughts. Your sister, the one who would have been 6 1/2 years older than you wanted to say a poem but she was too scared, so she whispered it in my ear and then I said it. I cried through most of it. It is simple, but sweet.

Christopher, oh, Christopher.
How I wish I could see you.
Christopher.
I know you are in heaven.
I'll always love you.

We all love you. And miss you. And remember you.

Every day.