When I wake up in the morning, I now feel alone in my body. I used to wake up, roll over and lay very still, saying good morning inside my head to my little one. Then I’d patiently wait and almost daily Sweet Pea would answer back with magical movements that delighted me and made him so very real. I could feel he was there during the day if I leaned against the kitchen counter or indulged in belly rubbing in the shower.

He didn’t answer my good morning on Saturday the 4th.
And now I’m alone in here.
It feels desolate.

By tearsandtantrums Posted in Greyson

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