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Letter to Aaron - June 27

Dear Aaron,

Hi peanut! I know I have not written to you (on here anyway) for about a month. This past month has gone incredibly quickly. I think that May was a very slow moving month for me and now it just feels like June is flying by. This summer is much different than last year. We didn't do much of ANYTHING last summer after about mid-June. I mean we went to the beach right after the funeral, but that afer that daddy and I just kind of did whatever we could to get by day to day. This year we can tell that we are healing. I am playing in the pit orchestra for a musical this summer and we're keeping busy. I am glad to know that we are healing, but at the same time it does make me sad sometimes. I have felt sad for so long that the healing that is taking place just does not feel normal (but I am adjusting). The one thing that is nice is that some of the sad memories are kind of being replaced by happier ones. I was thinking the other night about nights when Nurse Heather was on duty. When she was there and I would talk to you she would answer me for you. It was always kind of fun. She was the one that was on duty when you had the life-threatening phlegm wad (which for some reason will always make me giggle. Daddy and I have always said something like that would ONLY happen our child). The next night Heather was telling me the story and she said after the whole ordeal was over you just looked around around like, "Hey guys, what's going on?"

I've also been dreaming about you a lot lately which I always love. I like the feeling of being able to see you and especially talk and play with you. I hope that I never lose the ability to do that.

Well Mr. Aaron, I love you SO much and miss you even more. I will see you soon and very soon! Meet me in my dreams!

Hugs and kisses,
Mommy

XOXO

Comments

Anonymous said…
Nice letter and so appropriate. I in some ways feel that how you are feeling mimics how I feel many times - as grandma. (not to the extent you as "mom" do). I wish I would see Aaron in my dreams, but smile when I hear from you that you have that experience. Love, mom
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Anonymous said…
I've been checking from time to time just to keep in touch with how you are doing. Even though I see you, the blog lets me know how you are feeling in your heart and allows me leave you an encouraging message. I would never expect you to get over it. "It" isn't something you get over - you get through and do your best with God's help. Not a day goes by that I don't think of Aaron or you and I say many prayers for you. Thanks for continuing to share some of your thoughts. Always remember the poem Kristy sent to us:
I came to the swift raging river, and the roar held the echo of fear;
"Oh, Lord, give me wings to fly over, if you are, as you promised, quite near." But He said, "Trust the grace I am giving, all-persuasive, sufficient for you. Take my hand -- we will face this together; but my plan is not over, but through.
Love you both -- Roxie
1:48 PM
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