Late nights of me staying up thinking. Right now it’s about how I wish my son would’ve been able to actually be my ring bearer in person when I got married.
This teddy bear represents him. I received it with a bouquet of flowers during his funeral, and it hasn’t left my possession once. I still sleep with it during my bad times. And it was my ring bearer.
My son would’ve been five this year, and I wish he would’ve been able to carry our rings, been able to dance with me, and hopefully been able to call Preston dad. I wish he could’ve had the chance to have paternal grandparents who would’ve actually loved him, instead of the ones he has that essentially act like I was never even pregnant with him.
I’m just glad we were able to include him in this day. Where my son was there in spirit, watching me say my vows to Preston. Seeing his grandpa on my side cry as he gave me away. Seeing the love from the people I now call family.
This teddy bear represents Aren, the love I have for him and the never ending grief I will always carry. It’s one of my most prized and treasured possessions. And for as long as I live, this bear will continue to be that.
Photo credit: @haleylynnphoto
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