Meet you half way. My child. Tell me if I am getting closer to you as I fly the sky. I know you are up there. Show me the direction. Am I getting closer facing east or west?
As the holiday gets well underway, it adds bitter sweet to my thoughts thinking of you. You would have been two and an half , a handsome and smart toddler. You shall have mommy’ s kindness and daddy’s wisdom. I hope i can take a peak of you, even from the distance.
Please come meet me half way.
Beautiful picture of your aching heart…