Black Days

No words to describe how much mommy misses your sweet faces, infectious laughter, and gentle hearts. The tears never stop because of how much you are loved and missed, because thoughts of you never stop.

Q: How do you go on when the most important thing in your life has been violently carved out of it? A: Minute by minute, day by day, holding on to your most precious memories and knowing that someday you will be whole again, rather than obsessing on "what if" and "what could have been" and holding the picture of an empty future in your mind.