Time

Time is not a friend.


2 years ago I was hugely pregnant on bedrest, but blissfully happy to soon hold my twin boys.


2 years ago, both of my children were healthy (so I thought).


22 months ago, I welcomed my beautiful boys into this world along with fear and worry.

19 months ago, I held my sweet boy in my arms for the last time.

Time is cruel. It just keeps moving. How did the time pass since Noah died? I am sure it was just yesterday. Time has a funny way of distorting memories. I hate that. I want to remember all of it. The love, happiness, and heartbreak.