Missing him hasn’t gotten easier. It’s a constant, dull ache, but a reminder of just how much what we had was real. Jake takes me to visit his grave often. I take him flowers and show him pictures that Erika colors for him. And it breaks my heart every time she asks if she can go visit Daddy. But we do it. Because I don’t ever want her to forget how much I know he loves her. And every night when I lay down, I thank him for the beautiful gift that he left me with. A life that is full of heartbreak and fulfillment every day.
