I have these days. These days where I stop and think about everything going on in my life. All that has transpired and all that may potentially transpire.
And then his face pops into my head, and I realize how much I miss that kid.
I've spent some time this morning working on things for the Great Strides Cystic Fibrosis Walk to honor Nathan.
And I can't stop crying.
I miss him so stinkin' much. I had a picture framed the other day, and I cried in Hobby Lobby. I mean, THE UGLY CRY. I'm pretty sure I scared the lady in Fabrics too.
I know he is in Heaven and doesn't wish he was here with us... but man I do.
If you haven't... would you sponsor me? Every dollar counts, and $0.91 goes directly towards research.