Written while in the 'fog'.

Dear Bennett,
Today You are 1 year 25 days, 19 hours, and 54 mins old. But who's counting? I love you. There isn't a day that goes by where I'm not thinking of you and wondering how you are. Even though I know you're great ! One day I hope we'll reunite and that you'll be able to understand and love me back. I'm afraid of that day, honestly. I'm afraid of your thoughts towards me, but I guess that's only human. Mothers are just human too you know. :] There is nothing more I want for you than for you to follow your happy dreams wherever they take you. I really hope you have that amazing life I could have only dreamed up for you. You mean so so so so much to me. Sometimes I wonder what ifs but I know that this was the best decision I ever could have made for you. You are becoming such a big boy ! I bet you are so smart. You're so happy from what I can tell. You have the biggest, happiest face in the world in every single photo I've received ! With every photo I become increasingly proud of you and I know I will continue doing so on this journey. You're so handsome and precious. I can't imagine this any other way. You are where you are meant to be. They deserve you and you deserve them. Every coincidence pointed me in their direction. They were calling for you and I was their answer. They were calling for a sweet baby to love and nurture. I answered because I knew and I know, that you deserve so much more than what I can offer.
One day... and until then little one.
Keep smiling.