The Book of Me

To my sweet child in heaven,  I missed the 10 month anniversary of you being gone. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. My day on March 13 wasn’t extraordinary, just full of regular life. Work, family, house stuff ... So how was it that I failed to recognize the day as being 10 months without you. I thought of you. I thought of you lots like I always do and talked about you and looked at your picture and said goodnight like I always do. Perhaps I felt like you were so much a part of my day that it wasn’t worth pointing out you have been gone for 10 months. But on the other hand how could I not remember such an important milestone. Every day without you is important. Am I forgetting you... I think I have been so focused on it being almost one year since you died that these two months before are minor in comparison to this one-year anniversary I would rather not celebrate. Yay I made it a year so it must mean I can make it another and another and another... But