Easy Breathing Baby

In loving memory

In loving memory; is what our banner says.

Our memories are good, our memories are bad.

Walking down memory lane hurts, just about as much as walking barefoot on gravel or sun baked asphalt.

I remember freaking out when you wanted to poke me with the needle, but i let you do it anyway.

I remember seeing your scars for the first time, I cried.

I remember watching spongebob and laughing until our stomachs hurt.

I remember waking up to frantic calls from your mom.

I remember having a panic attack when they wouldn't let me see you.

I remember sneaking into the ICU and whispering you don't need to wake up Clover, but if you do, I'll be right here.

I remember watching you struggle to breathe, and praying that you'd be okay.

I remember getting a call sunday night from your mom.

I remember being so angry with the world.

I remember your laugh and your smile.

I remember my whole world crashing at the sight of your casket.

I remember loving you.