I wrote this as a note on Facebook on December 14, 2011… I wanted to share it with you…
This day holds so much meaning – so much that my heart is overwhelmed. It’s funny how an event can change a specific day in your memory, forever.
There. I said it out loud.
When we got home I didn’t feel good, and I told my husband I was going to bed. At 12:30 AM, December 14th, I woke up. My due date was January 8th – I was absolutely not ready for this baby. No clothes had been washed, the car seat wasn’t ready, and I didn’t have a hospital bag packed.
I started some laundry and decided to walk around. “She can’t come today. This is Aaron’s day.” This was the day Aaron died, 7 years earlier.
It’s funny how an event can change a specific day forever, in your memory.
Thank you for Denver!