Three Years Ago

March 26, 2015

Three years ago, my sweet baby boy died in my arms. I will never forget the moment when Noah took his last breath, then stillness. I held him so long afterwards knowing it was the last time he would be in my arms. It’s still shocking that he is no longer part of this world.

My heart still aches. I will always wonder what Noah would be like as each year passes. I get a small glimpse when I look at his twin. There is no certain amount of time that passes and you move on. I have learned to live with grief every day.

Noah was such an amazing little person. He could still smile, dance and play at times when so many bad things were happening inside of him. I am so proud of him and cherish all the time we had together. I am thankful to be called Noah’s mommy.

I think about Noah as much as I think about my living children. He will always be a part of my life, and that will never change.