I guess it happens when you least expect it. And it’s going to happen. Many times… It’s not something I ever thought about. But the first time it happens is a moment you don’t forget.
We were at Hudson’s school last night for an “Art Gala” fundraiser. There was an impressive display of the students’ art which parents could purchase, and they had numerous activities for the kids. Hudson was fishing for ducks when all of a sudden, a women called her name. 
“Bella!”
A name I haven’t heard in that tone for almost 2 years. It sounded so beautiful coming off her lips yet managed to cut my soul, reminding me of what is missing. I had to take a deep breath and shake myself. She wasn’t talking to my daughter. My Bella is not the only Bella that exists. Moments like this will happen again.
I’m surprised it took this long… 
I can’t believe it’s been almost 2 years. It feels like I haven’t seen her in forever but at the same time I can’t believe almost two entire years have passed. 
Bella would be starting school in September. She would have been at the Art Gala with us and we would have been telling her all about her new school. Hudson would have taken her by the hand and showed her around proudly, helping her feel comfortable. Bella would have been excited about it! I envision Hudson walking down the hallway holding her hand, but all I can see is a silhouette with pigtails bouncing happily beside him.
It’s the little reminders that cause the cracks to open once again.
❤️