Wednesday, 23 February 2011

The 29th

I hate February. How can it only have a 29th, once every four years.
Bear would have been 3 months old next week.
And here I am, with empty arms, and not even a date to mark the anniversary of his birth.

1 comment:

  1. I don't think we really need special dates to remember our lost children. We remember them every day. But if you wanted, maybe you could light a candle at midnight on the 28th in his honor.