I am OK to talk about Ethan with a smile, to talk about what happened and not break down at every sad thought. I am OK to go about my daily life, smiling and laughing.
I am OK that I think of Ethan every single day, multiple times sometimes happy memories, sometimes sad.
Those happy memories, how I wish I could relive some of those! The times when we laughed together, when he came over for a cuddle, watching him learn something new.
He was precious, and I am so thankful for the little time I got to spend with him.
I do try to skip over the sad memories and try not to linger on them too much, but they do keep coming back. In time I will write them down. For now I will just say, I miss my golden hair boy with the sunshine smile.