“Every birthday is a gift. Every day is a gift”
I now understand this better than most. How special each birthday and each day truly are. In any given second, these two things could be taken away from us… in the blink of an eye.
I look back on each day when I was pregnant with Ellis. Each day was such a gift… and I wish I would have soaked in every second. If only I could go back…
Your birthday means more to me than I could ever explain. It is a reminder of the love and pain I endured throughout my labor and delivery, and every day since. It is a reminder that you are real, that we held you, touched you, hugged you, kissed you, sang to you, and that we had to give you away. It is a reminder that you were here with us, even though you had died. You will always be a huge part of our lives, and will always have a huge piece of our hearts. After all, a huge piece of my heart broke the day you were born. The day you died. Your birthday.
We have established our own traditions for your birthday and will continue to do so. We will never forget May 7, 2017. We will never forget YOU.