I was day dreaming and thinking of you today. I envisioned us playing outside, teaching you to swim. Bundling you up in your little bear suit and watching you squeal in the snow. Laughing as I watched you eat-a bite for you, a bite for the dogs, giggling all the while. Thinking of all the moments I would miss while I was at work and your grandmas babysat you.
And then an iron band grabbed my soul and nearly choked the life out of me, pulling me back to reality. The nightmare is what is real, the daysreams a horrible torture.  I had to remind myself that you are gone. That I will never get to do all those things I had planned. You were real, you were tangible,  you were my sweet baby boy  and yet you slipped through my fingers like sand. Here one moment, I could feel you...and then so suddenly just gone. How did this happen?
Will this anguish never end?