My heart is broken because she never had the chance to take her first breath.
My heart is broken because we will never see her crawl.
My heart is broken because we will never see her take her first steps.
My heart is broken because we will never plan a traditional birthday celebration for her.
My heart is broken because we will never hear her say “I love you” back.
My heart is broken because we will never feel her kiss our cheeks.
My heart is broken because we will never decorate our Christmas tree with her.
My heart is broken because we will never send her off to her first day of school.
My heart is broken because we will never hang her artwork on our fridge.
My heart is broken because we will never help her plan her first sleepover.
My heart is broken because we will never help her learn the multiplication tables.
My heart is broken because we will never bring her to dance lessons or track meets.
My heart is broken because we will never get to do back to school shopping with her.
My heart is broken because we will never see her off on her first date.
My heart is broken because we will never wish her good luck before her first day of work.
My heart is broken because we will never take pictures of her in a beautiful prom dress.
My heart is broken because we will never see her walk across the stage at her high school graduation.
My heart is broken because we will never drop her off at college.
My heart is broken because we will never help her move into her first apartment.
My heart is broken because I will never see her walk down the aisle, arm in arm with her father.
My heart is broken because we will never get a call from her asking us for advice on buying a house.
My heart is broken because we will never see her become the wonderful mother I know she would have been.
My heart is broken because every day, for the rest of our lives, we will be missing out on what should have been; a life full of happiness and joy, a life with Elliot.
My heart is broken, but it still functions. The one (and probably only) thing that makes my heart beat every day is love. A big love that reaches far and wide. A love we share with Elliot. A love we share with our family and friends. A love that has no boundaries.
Tearing up reading this… I ache for all those missed moments too. But I’m so glad your heart beats on, Lori. We love you.
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Tearing up reading this… I ache for those missed moments too. But I’m so glad your wonderful heart beats on, Lori. We love you.
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We love you too.
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