Rowan, we remember

Three years my precious one.  Three agonizing, ridiculously long years without you.  How will I make it through to my old age and beyond without you?  I have your little brother here to hold & cuddle and squeeze extra tight each time I think of you...  But still I sense your absence.  You were the first.  You are loved and you are remembered.  You are my sweet love. 

I am thinking of you especially today as it has been 3 years since you flew off to be with Jesus.  Momma loves you sweet Rowan...always.

The feelings of the moment I saw you and felt your warmth in my hands - I cannot stop feeling them.  I thought they would lessen by now...and yet they are with me always, and in ways that I cannot explain.  You were so tiny and PERFECT!  Every part accounted for, and every piece of you amazingly put together.  Oh sweet angel love, you are a master piece.  

 I can't wait to hold your hand again!