Can it be that it's been almost a year now? It's gone by so quickly, it feels as if it just happened a short time ago. It doesn't hurt as badly as it did in the beginning, but there are still unexpected tidal waves that hit me from no where. I can go a few days between cries, but I still think of you every day.
My sweet Reagan, you are not forgotten and will never be forgotten. To think of what you would be doing now, if God had let you stay here with us. I'm sure you'd be trying to pull yourself up so you could try to walk, trying to keep up with your big brother. It breaks my heart knowing that he missed out on being a big brother to you. And by now I'm sure I would've heard the most precious words any parent waits to hear, mama and dada. We would've made a point to tease each other if you had said one before the other. We did that with your brother when he said dada first, your daddy acted as if he was Aidan's favorite parent. We miss you so much!
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