It’s been three months since you left this earth to be with the Lord. Every single day, it’s been harder and harder. You would think as time passes by, it would get just a tiny bit easier but it’s not. It’s still fresh. Still new. The wound still hurts.
Your father and I talk about you every single day. There’s always a constant reminder of you everywhere. Whether it’s a toy or music or how you would play with your baby sister. Your baby sister. Your dear sweet baby sister Chloe. She’s 7 and a half months old and you would’ve LOVED playing with her at this age. She would respond to you or try to play with you. She would try to get Shiro but he wasn’t having it. We just really wish we could see you grow up with her. You guys would’ve been such best friends! My two beautiful girls.