I can't believe I haven't written a blog since Adam's birthday. I have been wanting to, many times. And it's not because I don't miss Adam or that I have forgotten about him. I just haven't been in the place to share what I am feeling because it is the same feelings over and over again. I miss Adam. I wish he was here with me. I dream about the day I get to see him again in Heaven.
Anyway, I still am not in the place to write down any feelings, but I wanted to share some pictures from Adam's Birthday and from the anniversary of the day that he got to meet Jesus.
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Instead of making a Birthday cake, I made Adam yummy Birthday cupcakes. |
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Adam's Birthday decorations and gifts. |
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The "A" cupcake. Allison insisted it was Adam's but didn't like that he wasn't here to eat it. And his 3 sparklers; 2 stars and a 1. |
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The sparklers lighting up as we sang "Happy Birthday". |
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The balloon to Adam from Steve |
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Another balloon.... |
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Allison drew a picture of Adam on her balloon. |
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And she wrote his name |
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My balloon to Adam. |
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Proud big sister with her balloon. |
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Steve waiting for the time to "send them to Adam". |
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Me, holding on to the balloons tight and not wanting to le them go because it felt like I was letting go of Adam again. |
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The 1st one was off.... |
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Steve's were not far behind. |
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There they go! |
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We stood there and watched them until we couldn't see them anymore. |
Now I am preparing to spend another Christmas without Adam. Last year, I bought him an ornament for our tree and said that it would just be a one time thing. Ha! I can't leave him out. I bought him another ornament, picked out another picture of him to go in the frame and it is in the front of the tree right next to his big sister's!
2 comments:
I don't write as much as I used to b/c it is the same thing over and over. Sometimes I feel like a broken record!
Thanks for sharing about his birthday and angel day.
I am thinking of you often April! I wish we lived closer to one another in case you ever need a shoulder to cry on.
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