I'm missing you so much today. What makes this day different from any other day? Nothing really, but I feel the loss of you, the finality of last night's good-bye. I think you were surprised, are, perhaps, confused, but I cannot assure you, cannot explain without contacting you, and I cannot contact you. How sad that makes me feel.
I hope for a day in the future when you will want us as much as we want you, when I can hold you and hug you and kiss your forehead and know my daughter once again. Until that day, every day in-between, I miss you so much.
luvMOM
