It’s the last 14th of the month before we hit the 1-year angelversary mark of Archer being gone. While it feels like the year has gone by so quickly, it feels like it has been a lifetime since I held him, saw his big blue eyes, or heard his voice.
The last few days have been extremely hard for me to get out of bed or do something with myself. I find myself in a dark hole with my feelings. We are coming up on some tough dates in the next few weeks. I ask for lots of grace and prayers.
My sweet Squish –
I say how much we miss you every month, but that feeling never disappears. We have never stopped missing or loving you, and we never will.
Someone from church told me that they felt the Lord wanted to share a small word with me this week: “He is happy.” A mom could only want this for her child, even in heaven. I’m so grateful that you are happy.
I shared this with my parents, and we started thinking about what you are doing in heaven. Nana thinks you are playing an instrument, but I am convinced you are actually in the choir. Music was one of your favorite things on earth, and you loved to be sung to. I know one day I will join you in heaven and sing with you in the choir.
Eleven months without you has been awful, to say the least. However, Daddy and I will keep pushing on. I don’t know what this next month will hold, but know we are thinking of you constantly.
I love you, Archer Floyd!
Love,
Mama
