Still a rollercoaster of crazyness. Definitely more good days than bad and the bad don't seem to last as long. Reflecting on a year ago. We were beginning to realize that Chi's time was quickly running out.
Miss you, brother. I think you and Jackson would have been great friends. I am sad that he never got to meet you. Your sister still talks about you lots; makes her mama happy. Today she talked about what toys you had in your bed at the hospital and how you liked when she played with you.
I wonder sometimes if you can see us. I hope you like the flowers we picked out for your grave. Never got the chance to ask you what your favorite color is. I can't wait to see you alive and healthy. Praying you'll be one of the first to welcome me when I enter heaven. You'll have to tell me all about it! See you soon.