Sunday, April 25

Things have been a bit hectic lately, and I feel like I am in a fog.  We are just getting by, day by day.  The planning of the funeral has been more difficult than I could have imagined.  Making decisions isn't easy, especially when it's something you don't want to be doing.  I suppose this is growing us, but it's the last thing I want to do. 

Friday we went to the funeral home to make arrangements, and were able to see our little boy again.  He looked so peaceful.  It was surprising to me that he actually looked better than the day he passed away.  We held him and cried, and watched as his grandmothers did the same.  It's hard to believe these are our last days to see him and hold him.  Tomorrow this part of the journey will end as we all say our final goodbye.  He will be forever in our hearts, and we will hold the memories as close as we can.  I know in time this hurt and ache will fade, but for now it's seems impossible to get there. 

I still hold strong to the faith that one day I will see my sweet boy again, and hold him in my arms.  Thank you all for continued prayers, it is getting us through.  We send our love to you all. 

God, give us strength to make it through another day.