Sometimes mustering up the strength to make it through each day seems impossible. I wake up in the morning feeling like the day will be more than I can handle. However, I know work must get done, and life moves on.

Most days go off without anything super notable happening, but the ‘special’ days are the hardest. It feels weird not to have Archer with us for special days, like birthdays, holidays, and events.

To watch life go on without our child is hard. To watch people come into our lives, whether family or friends and realize that they will never know Archer is heartbreaking. Explaining to people who are just trying to make conversation about kids and their families and being asked about mine is awkward. I have to just explain that my child isn’t earth-side.

Today, I sat with my nephew and asked him where Archer was. He just looked at me. I pointed to the sky and told him, “Archer is in heaven.” He is a quick learner, so I asked him again where Archer was. He quickly shot up his finger and arm, pointing to heaven.

At the end of every day, I’m thankful I was able to muster enough strength to make it through another day.