As Life Goes On, I Still Remember You Andrew

Today was Thanksgiving Day.

Andrew never celebrated Thanksgiving Day with us. We have never shared this holiday with him. That makes me a bit sad. How long will I think of him as we pass by holidays and each milestone? I suppose this is my lot in life for the remainder of my days.

There is so much we did not get to share with him.

And there will be more to come that we will not share with him. Such is life.

But it was Lynn's first Thanksgiving holiday. And the day was alright. A small gathering to celebrate the holiday, I took a short nap with Lynn sleeping on my chest this afternoon and we ended the day at at the Clymers who live just around the corner.

And now we head into the Christmas season. Andrew's second birthday will come in a few weeks. Oddly I find myself getting a bit down thinking of it. Last year I was so scared of the day coming and how it would be. And I am hoping that this year there will not be as much dread and trepidation at the arrival of that day.

In a conversation with my mother recently she said that she has 7 grandchildren. She made a point of spelling out that she still considers Andrew her grandson. And this warmed my heart. He may not be here with us but he's still a part of us. He will always be part of our family. Nothing will change that. And so few will know that.

So few will acknowledge him or know that he ever was with us for a time.

How sad to me. He was such a dear boy. So happy. So cheerful. So special.

My little special.

Happy Thanksgiving Andrew! Mommy still loves you with all of her heart. And you are never far from my thoughts. I will always love you Andrew. Always.