Almost there.......again

Two weeks from tomorrow we will honor the day that our sweet boy was removed from this painful, miserable world and taken to that better place. A place where he would no longer need high-flow oxygen and continuous IV medication to keep him alive and somewhat "stable". That day also marks the last time I saw Bridger's beautiful blue eyes and listened to his giggle as he struggled to remove his oxygen monitor. As I brushed my teeth that morning of August 8, 2009, I had no clue that twenty minutes later, my son would be gone. Seven hours later, when Danny and my parents arrived to Houston, they were left only to see the cold and lifeless shell of our only son. This day brings such extreme and mixed emotions, I incapable of knowing how to express myself. This September, Bridger would have been 3 years old. 3 YEARS OLD! I want to scream when I think that many more birthdays will pass and we will be unable to celebrate with him. I know that this life is merely a blink for him while we are apart, but our reunion feels so far away. Baby, mommy loves you!