eleven.

Dear Lillian...
Today marks the eleven month mark. You've been gone for eleven months. As I type these words, it still doesn't feel real.
I miss you with every fiber of my being. I would do anything to have you back in my arms today. Anything.
My love for you grows with every passing moment. As does my pain. I thought it'd get easier, Baby. But it hasn't...and I don't think it will.
You'll always be missed...you'll always be remembered...and you will always always be loved.

Forever,
   Mommy

close.

Dear Lilly,
 Soon it will be 11 months since you've been gone. Your birthday approaches with every passing moment, and it breaks my heart.
 I keep praying that I'll be able to keep it together. That I won't fall apart. But I'm sure that I will. How can I possibly be strong?
 I love you little girl. All my heart.

Forever,
 Mommy