Today it has been six months since Rip was born. In some ways it feels like forever, but six months seems like nothing when I think about it. It is so hard for me to believe he was here only six months ago.
For some reason, I only think of Rip in terms of his birthday, that date- 11-11-10 - is forever etched in my mind...the day he left this earth was the 18th of November, and even though I know date, I rarely think about it.
I guess it just makes me feel better to concentrate on his life, rather than his death.
Whether it is six months or sixty years, I will always love him just as much as I did that first day.
Love you so so so very much, Baby Boy!