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Life has changed. It's morphed into multiple shapes over the past 2 years.
We started on this road as newlyweds.
A few years down the line, we were two people who ached to be parents with all of our hearts, and had walked through years of infertility.
The road suddenly changed. It grew bright, beautiful, and full of joy. We were expecting a son. Soon we would have a family on this road we traveled.
Abruptly, we were in darkness. There was pain and confusion. There was loss. So suddenly, there was nothing.
He was gone.
Slowly, we have stumbled on, with scraped knees, broken hearts, and sorrow filled eyes. There were times we could not see a way out. There were times we've considered leaving the path, leaving life, and being done with it. What is life worth, without the person you love most? But he kept us going. Our love for him constantly on our minds, driving us to hope for happiness again. Not seeing it in reach, but still hoping.
There are glimpses of our little boy along the road. In a child's eyes, in each other's faces, in a song, in a word, and most of all, in his name.
He still walks with us. Just not the way we wished. Our family is still a reality, though invisible to the common eye. We see us. We see him, everywhere.
He's our quiet companion. Whispering a son's love in his momma's ear when she most needs it. Holding daddy's hand in the hard times when his strength wanes.
He's there. Always. Look for him in my eyes. Feel him in my words. If you are lucky, you may get the chance to meet my son.
