Going on with my life, checking items off my to-do lists doing everything to keep busy and keep my mind from wandering to that place where I itch to hold him.

That yearning to sing to him, care for and love him. His absence left a vacuum in my heart that aches anytime I remember.

In spite of it all, I hold fast to the hope of seeing him someday. that day he’ll be in my arms saying, “mama”.