Hi, my little love. We talked to a counselor today. Pretty sure she thinks we are (I am..) in shock or denial. Maybe she's right; I'm trying to feel whatever comes naturally. The thing that makes me tear up quicker than any other is when I picture your sweet, round face. That's all it takes, buddy. I love you more every time I think of you.
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We went out for Susan's birthday to brunch and for nails. Honestly, it felt so wrong doing "normal" things without talking about you, especially without having you there. I missed your dad the entire time.