August 2022

Crazy to think I started writing in this space a year ago. When I discovered that Caroline was the “salty” to Hudson’s sweet. Spoiler alert.. That hasn’t changed. 🤣 I introduced y’all to our new puppy! Who is not so little anymore. But goodness he is the best dog and adores Caroline. We all love our “Lukey Pookie” even though he’s much more Labrador than poodle and sheds a lot. Haha

Life has definitely been keeping us busy these last few months. The biggest change being me moving back to working full time, taking a position with Newnan Utilities.

But before that, we crossed the one year mark. One year without our Huddy Buddy. We celebrated (loosely) his 6th birthday and on May 8th (also Mother’s Day) we remembered Hudson’s life. We reflected on things that have helped and things that haven’t. One thing I’m grateful for is that for the most part, the three of us have pulled closer together and have appreciated our time together as this new family of three. (So weird because the last time we were a family of three, it was with Hudson. 💔)

And now we’re in August. Which means yet another back to school season. Another grade I’ll never see Hudson go into! The only way to express my feelings is mad. Mad that it’s yet another experience we’ll never get to have with him. I feel like life has set me back. I should have an elementary school kid! I wanted to help him with his homework after school, be a class mom, get to pack his little Batman (Paw Patrol? PJ Mask?) lunchbox for him. He never even got to pick out a lunchbox or backpack. He never learned how to ride a bike. He never lost a tooth. (I think that’s what normal 6 year olds have going on right now?) Those little things have been breaking my heart. I guess by now we would have went to orientation and met his teacher for the next year. So many moments I wish I could be able to have with him. I can’t even imagine once the monumental days come.. Like double digit birthdays and prom and graduations. So many things that should have been for the sweetest boy I’ve ever known. At this point, I live through TimeHop memories, although sometimes I’ll be honest that it hurts less not to think about him.

If you have a friend that’s lost a kiddo, do me a favor and say a special prayer for them this week. They may be putting on a brave face, but it’s probably killing them inside.