5 years later and I still miss you.
It is NOT easier.
It hurts as much – I’ve just gotten better at burying it.
I miss the home of your embrace and kissing your forehead.
I think about you all the time and hear your thoughts in my head.
I fear this won’t ever get old to me.
I’d still rather celebrate your birthday.
But I can’t possibly forget the day you became a heavenly angel instead of an earthbound one.
I miss you, mommy.