My little man,

I can't believe a whole year has gone by since the day you came into our lives. I'm unsure of how to feel today. I know it's not just another day, because it's your birthday, but you're not here and that feels the same as the 365 days that went by.

Your dad and I decided to have a little party in your honor. We've invited our closest friends, those who were there for us when we were completely broken after losing you. I know it's strange for people to attend the first birthday of a baby that is not here; but we wanted to do something special, to celebrate your life and the gifts you've brought us.

What's tough is that people don't remember the day a baby was born if the baby has died. No one will be calling us, sending you gifts, thinking about you People forget those who are not here. So, you, my dear Leo, only live in the hearts and minds of a few people: your parents and grand-parents. Though people will come tonight in your memory, I know that we're alone in loving and remembering you. Even after a year, we still feel alone in this.

I love how mother nature is so good at mirroring my mood. The skies are grey and apparently we're awaiting a rain or snow storm. I hope it's bright and sunny where you are.

We miss you.