Remembering on 9/11/09 means something completely different for me than it does for most. Today, while all of my friends update their status on Facebook with something inspirational about the tragic events of 8 years ago, my thoughts were drawn elsewhere. Today, Dylan would've been 15 months old. That's just my reality, perhaps a tad too profound for a status update.
15 months. Part of me wants to stop counting because it just makes me sad to think about what he would be doing at this age and what he would look like. The other part of me is driven to never stop counting and never forget. That part will probably triumph because, behind the pain and behind the tears, we still want to celebrate a life that was cut far too short. We love you Dill!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Remember Angel Baby, Dylan with you today.
xo
Thinking of you and Dylan. *hugs*
I still count. The 19th of every month comes and I think of how old Samuel would be. I thought I was the only one who did this...
Dylan, you are remembered not only today but everyday!
Post a Comment