Honoring My Son’s Memory on What Would Have Been His 8th Birthday

Today, my heart feels especially heavy as I remember my son, who would have turned 8 years old. Though his time with us was far too short, his presence continues to shape our family in ways words can hardly describe. Every birthday brings a mix of sorrow and gratitude—sorrow for the moments we’ll never share, and gratitude for the love he brought into our lives. I find comfort in small rituals, like lighting a candle or sharing stories about him, to keep his memory alive. If you’ve experienced a similar loss, know that you’re not alone. Let’s support each other through these difficult milestones. How do you honor the memory of loved ones on special days? Share your thoughts below. #GriefJourney #ParentingThroughLoss #RememberingLovedOnes #Parenting