Some days

Every day I miss my boy but some days are tougher then others.  There are reminders and triggers all around me.  A place we visited together, something that reminds me of him, a song, a comment, a tv show.  Sometimes those reminders make me smile and sometimes they make me very sad.  I am so grateful for the memories we had the opportunity to make together but those same memories haunt me at times.  The thought of things we could have done differently.  I know that focusing on those things will not help but its hard not to wonder.