funny how just the change in weather can make u miss someone so terribly.
my son was born in december, was transplanted in late august and died in november. this time of year always stirs up so many emotions for me.
it's been 10 years since his death...every year i expect it to get easier and easier...but i wouldn't call it easier...just different. time heals all wounds....i don't think so. time stops the bleeding and forms a scab...but something as simple as cool breeze marking the change of a season can reopen the wound...bringing the realization that you are not healed and may never be.