It has been 1 year, 3 months, 3 weeks and 3 days since your angel day. I still miss you and think of you every day. Your big brother talks about you often. He has even told his Kindergarten teacher about you. Today seemed to be filled of little reminders of you. I wish you were here. I wish I could turn back time and not have exposed you to fifths disease.
The days are easier than in the beginning but yet it is still so difficult in other ways. Every day that passes is one more moment that you will not get to share with our family.