we lost you and part of me still doesn’t know that but when I cried speaking to him about how nothing will be the same and you’ll never get to hold little laughter and wipe little tears away clinging to birthdays and little voices he told me that my hands are extensions of you so you will hold it all the packages, the smiles, the screams, and the giggles.
and it made me smile—
thinking of the day you get to hold my Theo, with me.
often we forget about all the ways we impact the lives of others. Know that you are loved, appreciated, and cherished far more than you -and those close- will ever realize.
You are loved. If you need help, don’t stop reaching out your hand.