It’s here again. The anniversary of the worst day of our lives. The day we dread all year. Because of the power it still holds over us. Because of the panic and sadness and awful feeling of helplessness that floods back. The day we lost you, darling Hannah Felicity. Three years ago today.
You are in my heart every single day. On my mind. Shaping everything I do and say and feel. You guide me, remind me, center me. I see you in the small beauties of nature. In soft light, rainbows, sweet flowers, tiny seashells. I feel you watching over your sisters, who will someday know. Not yet, but soon.
Today is a dark day. But a day that needs to be recognized, as difficult as it always is. We will put our heads down and hold each other tight.
I will never stop missing you, baby girl, and I will always be grateful that I am your mommy.