Dear baby Aaron,
I'm writing to you today on what we thought would be your birthday. We thought we'd get to hold you and love you today. We thought you'd get to meet your big brothers and sister today. We thought we'd be spending the day in a quiet hospital room, gazing on your perfect baby face.
I miss you. I'm glad you were as active as you were while you were here so I could feel you for a while. We don't know why you had to go. Your little body was perfect. Your little lips looked like ours. You looked like your brothers and your sister.
We wish you were here with us today. Bringing you home would have been such a bright spot in this dark year. You are cherished and loved, even in your absence. I hope I will be able to feel your spirit close from time to time. I hope that, wherever you and your big brother Daniel are, that it is beautiful and you are happy and that you feel the love we have for you.
Your mama loves you.
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