I opened your bedroom door today. It's been so hard for me to handle that i've just kept your door closed. I woke up this morning and didn't cry immediately. I decided I was strong enough today handle it and start moving on. Every time I walk by your door it reminds me that you are gone anyway because the door is closed and it seals off your room and your stuff. It's like a tomb. I opened the tomb and went in today. I looked around and I started planning on how I was going to put all your stuff away and organize things. I like organizing. It felt good to be planning a project. Today I am a little stronger than yesterday. I can't promise that tomorrow I will be even stronger. Tomorrow I might be worse but today I am a little stronger. It doesn't mean I miss you any less. There is still a hole in my hear that aches for you. I love you baby girl. I will always miss you.
love your mama
love your mama
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