Grandma JuJu took the kids to the beach for the weekend, so Aaron and I made a quick trip to Miami to celebrate the end of school and baseball season. We spent the day in South Beach and went to a Marlin's game. The game was an awesome no hitter!
Cruise ship docked in the harbor.
On the beach!
The harbor, with the city of Miami in the background.
Go ahead and mention my child, The one that died, you know. Don't worry about hurting me further The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry I'm already crying inside Help me heal by releasing The tears that I try to hide. I'm hurt when you just keep silent, Pretending it doesn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child Knowing that she has been missed. You ask me how I'm doing, I say "pretty good" or "fine" But healing is something on going I feel it will take a lifetime.