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19 Weeks

Dear Aaron,

Happy 19 week Heaven Day sweetheart! I really hope you are doing well. We have a lot going on right now. We had some of your things framed. It's kind of a mix of things that were yours and things that would have been yours. It's beautiful and a perfect reminder of you for your daddy and I.

Tomorrow is your daddy's birthday. I've been a little sad about that lately. I can't help but think you should be here for this. I know that this is part of the grief of not having you here and it will probably even be worse over the holidays. I just imagine me helping you "make" something for your daddy to give him, having pictures of Daddy holding you while we sing happy birthday etc. I just wish you were going to be here. I guess it's just one more of those things.

Our grief counselor suggested we find a way for days such as these (birthdays, holidays etc.) to acknowledge you and the fact that you are missed etc. She suggested having a special candle to light etc. I think it's a really neat idea, but we just need to find out how we want to do that.

The other thing coming up is on Sunday. Daddy and I are going to see Skylin and Dylan get baptized. Skylin was in the NICU at the same time you were - the two of you had a lot of the same issues. Dylan is her brother, he was already out of the NICU before you came there. They were such a ray of sunshine for us and helped keep your daddy and I positive. I am looking forward to seeing them again!

Well Aaron, I love you very much and I miss you!

Hugs and Kisses,
Mommy

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