One Week

One week almost to the minute since we were rushing to the ER. One moment our day was going perfect...the next moment it turned into a nightmare. One week since I held you in my arms. One week since I chased you around closing toilet seats and shooing you away from the trash cans. One week since you gave me a kiss and lots of drool. One week since we plan our days around you. One week with so much quiet. One week of a broken heart. One week of a gaping hole in our family. One week of you with Jesus.

Happy week in Heaven Ezra. Enjoy your day little one. We are just trying to figure out how to live down here without you. Love you so.