I teared up today out of nowhere, then realized I was missing you. Blonde hair and blue eyes, you're too smart for your own good. And it drives me crazy how much attention you want from me, as if I had limitless energy. Your toys strewn about the floor for me to stub my toes on. The nightly fight to get you in bed. It's infuriating, exhausting, and more than I could ever dream. I'd give the world just to have you home with me. You see, grief isn't just about losing a person forever. I grieve every time you two leave. For the time lost, the week gone by too fast, the sound of your chatter when you talk off my ear. I miss watching your brother learn and rocking him to sleep. I grieve as only a mother can each time you walk out that door. And every day I'm praying to get through that time until you both come back home. Until I can hold you in my arms and not just my heart.
