She Asked For Me

A always went to bed with a cup of water. For the most part, she usually only drinks a sip or two a night from it, but nevertheless, it's always there for her.

My Mom called me today to tell me last night A woke up in the middle of the night and said "Duuuueee, can you give me some water?"

Ah, sweet baby girl. I miss her, too.

I miss rocking her. I miss her asking for water. I miss her crawling into bed with us. I miss her wake us up as the sun rises requesting demanding cartoons.

Her bed is still up. I sleep with one of her blankets. It's all I have.