This week is really hard for me Nik; we should laughing it up and having a blast on our annual 4th of July camping trip to Vallecito lake. It breaks my heart that we are not there. I miss you with every ounce of my soul; I hate every second of this nightmare. I will never be whole until I am with you again. Oh what I would give for just another day.
I read this the other day and this doctor hit it right on the nose:
When your child dies, everything hurts-every part of your mind, your body, your heart and soul-every cell in your body aches from the tips of your hair to the tips of your toes. It's as if every molecule within you is screaming "No, No, NO, this can't be true!" That sums up everything since the accident. I died with you that day; now I just have to figure out how to survive until we are together again baby.
As always, I love you to the moon, stars and back times infinity squared babe!