Monday, January 20, 2014

Dear Tyler,

Hi my sweet son. What can I say??? Today is definitely a Monday for sure...With everything else that is going on... it sucks that I can't start my letter to you the way I normally do. It is just too hard today. As I am writing this I looked at the clock and got goosebumps.. I started this the exact time you passed away 7 months ago. Wow.. so hard to believe that 7 months have gone by so quickly. I remember the day so vividly. The things going on in the hospital room, the family that was with you surrounded by your bedside, the noise outside your room but the silence within it. The horror of what was going to take place in a matter of minutes. Mom holding your hand telling you I loved you as you slipped away. Knowing I would never see or hear your voice again. The last 7 months is a constant nightmare for me...ugh!!! Some days I wish I was dreaming and this would all go away. I would wake up and know that you are still here and alive & well. Wishful thinking on my part. 
 I am trying so hard to move forward. Nothing will ever be the same for Mom again. Time does not get easier it is just different. I do the normal things still like say "oh I have to call Tyler before it gets to late " or " I need to skype Tyler " and then remember that I can't because you won't be on the other end. It sucks and it hurts deeply. Everyone misses you. I have many people tell me that they miss you, they miss your jokes, your smile, your laughter, etc... It makes me smile to know that you are thought of constantly and not just by Mom. No one misses you more than me that for sure.
 You are forever in my heart and that is where you will always stay. I hope that you are in Heaven flying high and flying free my precious Angel above. Tonight I will look to the sky and see you shining brightly. I will whisper to you so be listening for Mom. 
 I love you with all my heart and soul. To the moon & back & all the way around the world. Sweet Dreams Tyler.
 Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah!

No comments:

Post a Comment