Tearful

Today is one of those days when the tears are just under the surface, falling so easily.  One of those days when I have to look through all of Harper's pictures and cry for her, wondering how this happened to us and where it all went wrong.  I am sad.  It is June.  How is it June already?  Has it really been almost a year?  I wish she were here.  I wonder what she would be doing had she lived.  I wonder what her giggle would sound like, what her smile would look like, and what her arms would feel like around my neck.  I wonder what we would be planning for her first birthday.  I wonder if people will remember her birthday.  I am scared that they won't.