Yesterday was Memorial Day - a day to remember those who have passed on before us. We went to visit with you last night. I decided that I wanted to write to you about one of my favorite memories with you. I hope you remember it as well as I do . . .
Physical therapy was one of my favorite times with you at PCMC. It was the first time I was allowed to pick you up and play with you. You were two months old the first time this happened. Up to that point I had only cradled you in my arms and touched you as you laid in you bed. No doubt those are precious moments too.
This particular day the therapist brought a play mat over to your bedside. We played with you for a bit but you tired quickly. In fact, you fell asleep right in the middle of your therapy session! We decided you looked so comfortable asleep in the boppy on the floor so I just laid beside you and watched you sleep. So precious.
That was the first time I laid by your side. I cherish that memory. It may seem like a small thing so many.
But it made me feel like a "normal" mom . . . almost.
Being your mom and Jack's mom is one of the most precious gifts that God has given to me.
I love you. I miss you. I can't wait to hold you again.
I hope you have good memories of your time here with us. I hope that amidst your pain and suffering that you had moments of happiness, joy and love. I know that some of my greatest moments of happiness were being with you.