My Sons

When I think about the past 20 months, I look back and say I don't know I managed, but I did, but then I think about my sons too and say, I don't know how they managed, but they did too. I think a lot of times, I get so wrapped up in my own emotional pain, I become a DGI to my sons. I think, oh they are okay, because they have each other and they are laughing and smiling, but tonight, I got a reminder they too are missing Louis. I thought my oldest was asleep and all of a sudden he walks into my bedroom and starts crying saying Mommy I miss my Daddy. I have failed to realize and remember at times though he is young, his heart broke just like mine did. So I say to myself and everyone else, don't forget that the kiddies are grieving just like we are just in a different way. To make him feel better, I gave him a picture to sleep with and we looked at pictures of Daddy holding him and his brother when they were babies. It my heart good to hear their laughter, see their smiles remembering Daddy.