It was Christopher's 4th birthday yesterday. We went to the cemetery and we left him flowers, a wooden train caboose, a number 4 candle, and we released 4 balloons. This year, I didn't cry when we were there. I still remember him and I still wish things had been different, but I'm getting to a place where I'm almost accepting it.
Happy 4th Birthday Christopher! We love you!
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