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I dreamed of you again, my love. Maybe it's because your dad came by today.
I had just given birth to you. You had alreadeft this world, but I was not sad. I was sitting up and holding you against me, your small head in my hand. I saw your dark hair. Your face was peaceful. I looked down at you and could see your little bottom and your legs, although they were shorter than in reality. I wish I could have smelled you again. Kara and Emily were there, too.
It makes me remember how impossibly soft your skin was.
I love you, my sweet. I'm sorry that your dad and I aren't together anymore. I really struggled with that, leaving you with a broken family. But I also feel that we honored you the best we could in that first year without you. I know that your wise soul understands.
My beautiful son. My amazing baby. I love you more than words can say.