August was a hard month for us. It was a year from Aidan's diagnosis. End of July we lost a great man, Uncle Mike. It's a wave of emotions. Through all this I lay my head down to sleep and realize that tomorrow will bring new emotions and the ones that were there yesterday are gonna start healing. This is the face I get in the morning before we start our day. He doesn't know it's been a year or that mommy had a bad night sleeping. All he wants is to read his book.
