This is my temporary home
it's not where I belong
windows and rooms
that I'm passing through
this is just a stop
on where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because
I know this was
just my
temporary home.
As I sit here looking at this photograph, I remember holding you for one last time, one week ago today. 9:55PM
You were so sick but I will never forget hearing my heart break when the time came for you to fly away. Your brothers and sister fills the physical hole you left, but can never fill the void that you left that still looms in our house and hearts. We all miss you Abby, and I hope we can one day just accept it for what it is when it’s time for a family member to go.
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One week is a lifetime without you Abby.
Love you girl.
Now to the Moon baby girl.
To the Moon with Momma.
