It was a beautiful day outside. The skies were blue and the air was fresh. I told myself I was going to enjoy this day as it would be the first birthday in three years out of the hospital. I did make the most of it. I found a feather by my bed, a sign. I know he was near.
The birthday wishes piled in for Wyatt and I. Pictures of lit candles, his names, or friends and family wearing blue were post on FB. I loved seeing it all. He was remembered and that was all that mattered.
It's been two years but it seems like just yesterday that I held my little warrior, my little monkey, my Wyatt. Love and miss him so very much.
Photos from friends and family in remembrance:
~ Aunt Lisa
~ from Melissa