My Isaiah Joseph,

My Isaiah Joseph,

I was in a funk today. Obviously I think it’s because it’s almost Halloween and you’re not here.

the trunk or treat was tonight. It was raining, but I know you would have powered through the whole time. Your siblings didn’t want to and Elijah’s world collapsed because of the rain. I remember how many times you guys went around last year and just kept circling the lot. You had so much candy. You even randomly started playing corn hole with some of daddy’s co-workers.

I went to get the pumpkins today, but there weren’t any. I’m sorry. At this rate, I don’t even know if we will carve them this year. It’s like there’s things I want to make sure are so perfect, but then they fall through the cracks and I feel even worse. There’s only so much I can take as life throws it at me, I’m so sorry if I don’t get to carve the pumpkin.

Baby boy, I love you so much. I’m sorry. This is short, there’s no carved pumpkins, and tomorrow is our first Halloween without you here with us. Goodnight, baby.