It’s been a long, full day. I have so much to say, and very very little. But on Hudson’s birthday, I’m feeling wistful, sad, happy, hopeful, blessed, full, loved. More words, perhaps more profound, to come.
One candle on my baby girl’s cake
Hudson’s butterfly cake
Spending the day together could only have been better with you, baby girl.
Baby Dub 
❤Happy Birthday Hudson❤
I wish she could’ve been there with you! Very sweet cake! Happy Birthday, Hudson!
What a beautiful cake, one she would surely have loved. Thinking of Hudson and you on this difficult day.
❤❤❤❤ Happy Birthday, sweet girl. ❤❤❤❤
Happy birthday Hudson, and many many hugs and much love to you mama.
I came across your blog from Faces of Loss, I hope you don’t mind me commenting. I haven’t got a way with words like you have but your daughter is just so incredibly beautiful. The way you mother her through your loss and grief is also beautiful and amazing. I’m sorry this is the only way you get to mother Hudson, I feel like a petulant child and I want to stomp my foot and scream “it isn’t fair!” for you, you are your husband seem so full of love and compassion and had she been allowed to stay you would have filled her every living day with so much happiness, just as you did when she was here.
I hope you made it through her birthday relatively unscathed.
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