Post partum

Everyone thinks that I am okay. They assume that I have moved on but in fact I still am bleeding. Seeing my daughter everyday reminds me of the fact that he is not with us physically. I miss his smiles, his crazy antics, his laugh, his assurance, his positive reminders. He always knew what to say when I am already down. It is difficult to be alone. My daughter is my current sanity, but there will always be an empty space. I just wish you are here.