20.

Tomorrow will be 20 months that Kenley has been gone.

Tomorrow is a Tuesday; the day she was born.

The 29th.

10:32 pm.

7lbs 5oz.

20 inches long.

Silence.

The loudest sound I’ve ever heard.

I will never understand why she wasn’t allowed to stay here with us. It is incredibly unfair.

Life, is incredibly unfair.

Life gives zero fucks about what you want.

Life just keeps happening; it doesn’t matter how tired or sad or lonely or depressed I am.

Life just gives me the finger and keeps on moving.

Somedays, I’m just done.

Sometimes, it all feels way too heavy to carry anymore.

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