Just when life is going well... and you start to feel happy... something comes that knocks you off your feet again.
That's about where I am at.
Jovi Sloan, I miss you more than yesterday. Your birthday is around the corner and I keep praying, asking God for Jovi dreams. Dreams where I get to see a two-year-old you. I wish I could hear your voice say mama. I wish I could see you run. I wish I could put your hair in a pony. It's the little things... the little things we take for granted everyday that I wish I could do with you. I'd do anything to wish you happy birthday and give you your birthday cake. Life is so unfair, sometimes. You are missed. Every minute of every day.
I love you, Jovi girl, to Heaven and back.