I just got thinking. It’s going to always be hard. I’m at work, and I had that yucky feeling come over me. I stopped and prayed. And it helped. I am thankful for my memories, but I’m mourning the fact of no memories for our future. It makes me sad. I looked through the pics on my phone. He’s adorable. Look at this. What a cheeser. I was/am so blessed by him Thought this might make someone else smile.