I loved her, and I loved being her daddy. And somehow, I think she knew that.

I tell ya, the ending of Monsters, Inc, when Sully opens the door to the other side and sees his Boo again, carries whole new meaning for me now.

I know that day will come for me.

I'll see you then, Sweet Pea ❤️

I'll never get a daddy-daughter dance with her. Never get to see her win a big game. Never get to tell her that the jerk who broke up with her wasn't good enough for her anyway. It's the what ifs that hurt the most. The actual memories bring comfort. Her smile, her eyes, falling asleep on my chest.

Now I'd give anything to have a million more nights like that.

When you lose an infant, it's hard to think of them it terms of what they were. You think of them in terms of what could've been. You think of all the things you'll never get to do with them.

This has given me a whole new perspective. Just two nights before she died, Penelope was having a rough night. Nothing out of the ordinary for a 2 month old baby, just being extra fussy and having a hard time falling asleep, which of course kept us up and irritable...

I still gotta walk the dog, cook meals, clean... life still has to go on, when all I wanna do is look at pictures of my daughter and break down in tears.

Thank you for sharing ❤️

It just doesn't feel real right now. But it is. I'd give anything to have her back.