Grief

 

Our sweet 19-month-old daughter, Julia Marie Aalseth, passed away suddenly on Mother's Day. I have written many poems over the last couple weeks on note pads and I will publish some here to have them all in one place. 

Grief

I don't know what grief is, but whatever it is, it's 

everywhere

I miss you baby girl

I see you in the car, I see you in our home, I see you 

on the slide, I see you in the bath tub

You are everywhere my love

I miss you so much

Your smile

I see everywhere

I see you dancing

I see you swimming

I see you laughing 

I see you learning

Every day with you

Was a gift, a blessing

I miss you Julia, you helped me live the best life

Thank you, Love you.