A pandemic. Mommy wasn't well. Spring & Fall. The world felt like it was ending, but we existed in our own little bubble. Lots of tears and plenty of laughs. We are healing.

2 years later and you're now four years old, and I can't believe time could stand still but move so quickly all at once. We can only move forward...You are so loved, Son.

Memories.

Music: Goldmund - "Sometimes"