Today you would be two and a half years old, Zachary. Your half birthday. Thirty months since that amazing day.
It's the kind of day the four of us would celebrate together more subtly, quietly amazed at how much you'd grown in half a year. If you were here.
A special day for you, halfway to age five. Not even a blip on anyone else's radar. Our little secret. If you were here.
I miss you, love, your milestones, more than I can articulate.
C.T. and I painted these stones for you today, to add to your garden. You are our sunshine and our heart.