Memorial Day weekend-remembering you my love

I am at my aunts for the Memorial Day weekend. Even though I am enjoying the pool, sun, and smiles on my little ones face I can't help but think about Dink. What he would be doing or saying. How he and Emma would be wrestling in the pool or diving for the floor toys or even how I would be stuck to him. I loved hanging on him in the pool and getting wet kisses in the sun. I loved how he would alway tell me how beautiful the thought I was even though I hated the way I looked. I love how he would play te little pretend games that Emma would make up. He was the best daddy! I wish TK had a chance to experience that. I miss how when I couldn't sleep he would hold me and lay in bed till I fell asleep, or he did. 

The last time I was here I came with out him and I was so sad to be away from him for those two days. It seemed like an eternity but he would assure me he would be there when I got back and for me to have fun. When we got here I had to urge to text him and tell him we made it ok. That's what I am use to doing. I am use to checking in with him, use to getting text asking if I'm having fun, or a FaceTime call because we couldn't stand not seeing eachother every day.

The days seen so long now. I don't get those little moments to talk to him or see him. Emma doesn't get to cuddle up in his arms for a nap. I find myself asking why several times a day. I talk about him constantly and no matter where I am something reminds me of him. He was looking forward to this weekend. He loves my uncles cooking and could not wait. My baby could eat! He was ready for the long weekend and ready for food. I can't help but think he should be here with me. He should be enjoying the pool, sun, and smiles. I want him here more than anything but I know that's not a possibility. I miss him and my heart aches every minute of every day. 

I love you Dink and I always will.