Dear Andrew,

I know I don't write often but life gets in the way.  I think about you all the time.  There are good days and bad days.  Days where I wish with every fiber of my being that you were here.  Days where I sit and wonder what life would be like with two boys under two.  I have a feeling it would be hectic!  Then there are days where your brother requires so much attention that I don't have time to dwell on the way things could have and should have been.  But I just want to write it down that I miss you and love you so much.