There are times when grief rears up and butts you in the head, often unexpectedly.
Tomorrow is my son's 12th birthday. Last year, for Lauren's 13th birthday he hid in a box for about an hour, just to leap out and shock her.
I thought I was okay, until we got out the musical "birthday hat". The hat that the kids wear for their birthday, that Lauren wore last.
I'm sitting here, looking at the balloons and presents. I know the last time I did this was for Lauren's 13th birthday. It is sickening that it was her last.
The photo is one of my favourite of both of them...Lauren harassing her little brother.... I know he's missing her too. I guess he'd take a ball to the head right now 💙
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