I'm homesick more than normal today.
Maybe it's because the gray sky reminds me of home.
Maybe it's because I miss Riley Grace.
I want to go to the cemetery.
I want to have a good cry.
I want to leave her purple flowers and sit on the cold grass with my living daughter and talk to her big sister.
if I can't have her back,
if I can't have her as an 8 year old,
if I can't see her dance or hear her fight with her little sister
I guess that would be the next best thing.
I hate this.
That is all.