The littlest things
Today I found the last packet of Saltines in the Costco box I bought. A big box because I wanted to be prepared for anything with this baby. The one I pushed all the way to the back of my pantry.
Little things like this hurt especially bad. I lost my baby in January and although life has moved on, my heart aches at these little reminders like the ginger candy I find sometimes in my car. I would’ve been 34 weeks along today.