8 Months Old

Hi honey,
Well today you should of been 8 months old. I should be at home right now with you. Taking care of you and your sister while Daddy is at work. Instead I'm writing this thinking about how things should of been and missing you more and more.
I keep seeing your face. How sweet it was and that little freckle on your chin. You know Daddy has one almost in the same place. Except his is a mole. I bet you'd been alot like your Daddy. I wish I could have seen it.
Grandpa and Grandma seem to be better. I'm not sure what's going to happen next. I just hope the drinking stops. I hope they can realize what they are doing to themselves and just grow up. I will do what I can but I can't get involved anymore. They have to figure this one out on their own.
I love you Brody. I miss you so much that I hurt deep down inside. I think the meds help but I know they only mask the pain. I know that I should be happy for you. I just wish we could be happy together is all. Is that so wrong?
~hugs & kiss, little man~