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Every 15 hours, Americans throw away enough plastic to fill the largest stadium in the country.
90% of plastic is landfilled or incinerated.
Photography @byrhi4nnon
Lighting assist @aaaangelic_333
Talent @corinnebuchanann @s.phielee @janayaariel@lebanon_hanlover @baileybrennanb
Every 15 hours, Americans throw away enough plastic to fill the largest stadium in the country.
90% of plastic is landfilled or incinerated.
Photography @byrhi4nnon
Lighting assist @aaaangelic_333
Talent @corinnebuchanann @s.phielee @janayaariel@lebanon_hanlover @baileybrennanb
Every 15 hours, Americans throw away enough plastic to fill the largest stadium in the country.
90% of plastic is landfilled or incinerated.
Photography @byrhi4nnon
Lighting assist @aaaangelic_333
Talent @corinnebuchanann @s.phielee @janayaariel@lebanon_hanlover @baileybrennanb
Every 15 hours, Americans throw away enough plastic to fill the largest stadium in the country.
90% of plastic is landfilled or incinerated.
Photography @byrhi4nnon
Lighting assist @aaaangelic_333
Talent @corinnebuchanann @s.phielee @janayaariel@lebanon_hanlover @baileybrennanb
Every 15 hours, Americans throw away enough plastic to fill the largest stadium in the country.
90% of plastic is landfilled or incinerated.
Photography @byrhi4nnon
Lighting assist @aaaangelic_333
Talent @corinnebuchanann @s.phielee @janayaariel@lebanon_hanlover @baileybrennanb
Every 15 hours, Americans throw away enough plastic to fill the largest stadium in the country.
90% of plastic is landfilled or incinerated.
Photography @byrhi4nnon
Lighting assist @aaaangelic_333
Talent @corinnebuchanann @s.phielee @janayaariel@lebanon_hanlover @baileybrennanb
My shaky camcorder footage from Friday🩷
Slight volume warning for the runway parts lol
Featuring, amongst others:
@elenapollitzer
@werkdeart
@maria.olivaresp
@juliraam
@steviilal05
@dovebogart
There are a multitude of ways for trash to escape and plastic to go missing. A single garment made of synthetic fabric can shed up to 1,900 tiny plastic fibers with each wash.
There is only one ultimate end point for this wild plastic trash: the greatest feature, the biggest surface, the deepest chasm, the broadest desert and the largest burial ground on the planet. It ends up in the ocean.
Matter out of place.
Senior collection look 2
Photos: @madeby.awaken
Model: @corinnebuchanann
There are a multitude of ways for trash to escape and plastic to go missing. A single garment made of synthetic fabric can shed up to 1,900 tiny plastic fibers with each wash.
There is only one ultimate end point for this wild plastic trash: the greatest feature, the biggest surface, the deepest chasm, the broadest desert and the largest burial ground on the planet. It ends up in the ocean.
Matter out of place.
Senior collection look 2
Photos: @madeby.awaken
Model: @corinnebuchanann
There are a multitude of ways for trash to escape and plastic to go missing. A single garment made of synthetic fabric can shed up to 1,900 tiny plastic fibers with each wash.
There is only one ultimate end point for this wild plastic trash: the greatest feature, the biggest surface, the deepest chasm, the broadest desert and the largest burial ground on the planet. It ends up in the ocean.
Matter out of place.
Senior collection look 2
Photos: @madeby.awaken
Model: @corinnebuchanann
There are a multitude of ways for trash to escape and plastic to go missing. A single garment made of synthetic fabric can shed up to 1,900 tiny plastic fibers with each wash.
There is only one ultimate end point for this wild plastic trash: the greatest feature, the biggest surface, the deepest chasm, the broadest desert and the largest burial ground on the planet. It ends up in the ocean.
Matter out of place.
Senior collection look 2
Photos: @madeby.awaken
Model: @corinnebuchanann
There are a multitude of ways for trash to escape and plastic to go missing. A single garment made of synthetic fabric can shed up to 1,900 tiny plastic fibers with each wash.
There is only one ultimate end point for this wild plastic trash: the greatest feature, the biggest surface, the deepest chasm, the broadest desert and the largest burial ground on the planet. It ends up in the ocean.
Matter out of place.
Senior collection look 2
Photos: @madeby.awaken
Model: @corinnebuchanann
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Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
Ernie, my funny guy. My tiny baby man. My sweet angel. I don’t have the words to put here that wouldn’t be too heavy.
I cannot fathom the cruelty of a world that would take so much of your life from you, and take you from me. I can’t make sense of coming home and opening my door and not seeing you curled up on my bed. I keep seeing you in my dreams, because I can’t stop finding ways to worry about you. I don’t know how to face a reality without you by my side. I don’t know how to reckon with the months I spent away from you, every single night I wasn’t next to you is going to haunt me. I know you can’t plan for these things, but if I had known our time together was going to be cut so short I wouldn’t have missed a minute of it.
I’m glad your time spent in discomfort and pain wasn’t long, and I’m so glad I was able to be with you at the end, but my mind can’t understand having you here, perfectly happy and healthy, and a week later you’re gone forever. At every turn all of my worst fears came true. Every moment I’m reminded you’re not here (which is every moment) it feels like when you go to walk up the last stair and there isn’t one there. Like a rug being pulled out from under me again and again.
I don’t want to feel sad when I think of you. My best friend in the world, my baby boy. You brought so much light and laughter into my life and the lives of everyone who knew you (which is way more than you know), you are so uniquely strange and funny and opinionated. You made me so happy and gave me so much comfort and it will always be the greatest honor of my life to have been loved so unconditionally by you. Thank you for loving my weird 13 year old girl self. Thank you for loving me while I was away, and welcoming me back each time.
I’d say I hope you knew how much I love you, but I know that you did. A love like this is once in a lifetime.
I’m so grateful you were mine.
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