This time last week I was laying in bed holding my little boy. His time was almost up here on earth, but I was loving every second of it. It already been a week but I can still feel the weight of his body in my arms. I can still smell the sweetness of his newborn skin. I can still feel his little fingers wrapped around my finger. It has only been a week, but now I can smile when I think of him. I can talk about him without the flood gates opening. It has only been a week and I have so many more to get through before I see him again. Many of those weeks will be easier than this past one. Some maybe harder or just as hard. But after one week I know that no matter how many weeks, years, or decades pass before I see my little boy again it will all be worth it to spend eternity in heaven with him.
It has only been a week, but I still say little boy this is not goodbye, it's simply see you later.