December 20th used to be the day we celebrated my cousin's birthday, it was the marking that there are only six months until my own birthday. It used to be just a day.
But in 2009 that changed. My nephew was born, and died that day, and now it carries the heavy weight of grief. I can't express how I feel, only that it doesn't get better with time, you just adapt to the pain left behind.
I can't buy him presents, or give him love...But I made this for him this year....