Friday, August 6, 2010

August 6, 2010

How can I possibly drink enough of her in to last a lifetime? This path winds slowly down. Sometimes my heart aches to much to write and I find solace in keeping busy. I bustle around with Anaya in my arms and try to forget she's sick. Then a moment sneaks up on me and I find my heart on the floor beneath my feet. The weight of myself, of my grief, is too much for my heart to bear.

Oh My little love. I want to keep you forever and see you grow up. I'm sorry that nothing we are trying seems to be helping. I have no words...

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