His family, friends and I miss him daily. We know he’s still with us always and that we’ll be able to hug and kiss him again one day. I miss his laughter, his touch and the smell of his blonde hair and tan skin. He was a mini me and an amazing son and a wonderful brother. But apparently there were other plans for him in this universe that I don’t understand. Keeping the rage and bottomless sadness gets “easier” everyday but it’s not something I ever planned on having to accept as a younger man. I try to still be the best dad/husband/man that I can be to honor him and be there for my family. My mission is to always be moving forward with love, patience and strength to care for his sister and mommy as his daddy should.Your name is Hunter and we love you baby boy. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2SpbHmD
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