Grief and making trades

Riley, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me... I would give you my breath, if it meant that you could laugh. I would give you my hands, if it meant that you could play catch with your brother. I would give you my legs, if it meant that you could run to first base. I would give you my heart, if it meant that you could sleep in your bed with your penguins, Freddy and Freddy, Jr. I would give it all to you, if it meant that you could be here, growing up. I would give it all to you, if it meant that you could be here growing up, even knowing that I wouldn't be here to watch it. Even knowing that in that version of reality, we still wouldn't be together. And you would be motherless. It would be worth it, though, because you wouldn't be alone. You'd be surrounded by people who love you. And you would have a working body. And you would get to celebrate your 15th birthday today.