This is my second Mother’s Day without Dawson. I feel like its the first. I just don’t remember last year’s Mother’s Day. It happened just a few weeks after Dawson died. Maybe that’s why I don’t remember it. Things around that time are still a blur. I’ve tried to have a good day today, but there is a nagging feeling inside of me that something is not right. I have another nagging feeling that it will always be that way. Don’t get me wrong, I cherish my other children and dote on them. But, for so many of us, Mother’s Day is an extremely difficult day. Too many of us have lost our child too soon to cancer. When will it end. Today, I lived in the moment and enjoyed my children. Tomorrow, as they all head off to school, I will let myself grieve my incredible loss.