11 months. I can’t find the words today. The house is decorated and I feel like I’m living in dejavu. Coming full circle to almost a year ago and I can’t seem to wrap my head around it. I can’t wrap my head around the fact that my daughter isn’t here. This sucks and I’ll never understand why. I love you, I miss you, I need you, Andelyn. Every single second of every single day, I see where you should be.
