5 years ago, I took this picture. It popped up on my feed as a memory. I can still smell Caleb if I…

5 years ago, I took this picture. It popped up on my feed as a memory. I can still smell Caleb if I really think about it. I can feel him nuzzle in my neck looking for warmth. I can still watch him get lost in my gaze - trying to see into my soul ... and finding it. I don’t want anymore children - absolutely done with giving birth. But it doesn’t mean that I don’t mourn the ending of this part of my life. Thank goodness for these memories. .