5 years...

It's hard to believe it's been five years since he left us. I feel very weird like the world is spinning around me while I'm floundering around. One second I'm ok and the  next a quick panic attack sinks in. Five years. He was an actual person. With a voice a personality likes and dislikes a person who is no longer physically here and it's surreal. 

A couple weeks ago Isaac came home from school and said that he cried on the playground. His teacher text me later that day saying the same thing and said that Isaac had said, "He missed his brother. He died too young and he didn't get to know him." It breaks my heart. All of it.

Oh Atticus. We are better because of you. But my goodness we miss you. The feelings can't be described nor covered up. They demand to be felt and come when they want and leave when they want and this week especially I'm at it's mercy just praying to get through.

I love you sweet boy. We all do. Here's to another "Atticus Hansen Week."

Should you decide to go orange and blue this week, send us a pic!!

Im one lucky girl.

He is loves his big brother so much. 

He said, "Mom. I wish the Second Coming were tomorrow. Do you think he will like me?" I had to fight back tears but said, 'I don't think. I know! And he'll probably come down and wrestle you!"

A couple weeks ago, Isaac came home from school and told me that he cried on the playground because he missed Atticus, an later that night I got this text from his teacher...