Always in that piece of my heart that left with you, a burning lonely ache. I miss you.
Eyes adoring big sister Addison, little brother Silas and the life that radiates in their smiles. I miss you.
Hugs, kisses, first days of school, bedtime stories, secrets, fingerpaints, bubble baths. I miss you.
Arms that hug, fingers that tickle, ears that hear joyous squeals and late night cries. I miss you.
For that hospital bed, that silence, that tiny urn, they are not the end of you, only the beginning of a life without you. I miss you.