Dear Avie,
We used to sing and dance in the car together.
The car rides are silent now.
I look into the rear view mirror searching for your sweet face.
I only hope for you to look back at me.
I wish I could look at you now.
Your car seat was left in the car for a long time; I eventually had to take it out.
Your toys and left over snacks had to be cleaned out of the car.
I cried when I picked up your things.
I never knew cleaning out the car would be so hard.
Now I’m left with a silent car ride.
Xoxo- Mommy
