It's Sunday...

It's Sunday. The hardest day of the week for me. Sunday's are for family, friends and God. My Sunday's always were with my children. Regardless of where we were...we were together. Watching football, going to church, a family picnic or a drive in the woods. Always together. And now? It's usually just Lezly and I here at home. No church. No family picnics or drives through the woods. We watch football here at home. Just the two of us. Lucas isn't here to watch football with us. And he'll never be again. Linsy lives 3 hrs away. Wade works. It's so quiet here. I wish Lucas was here. I miss him so much....especially on Sundays. God help me....I want my son! I wish Heaven had a phone so I could just hear his voice. Or if Heaven had a stairway, I'd go see him and get one of his hugs. He hugged so good. He hugged with all his might. Tight. I miss his hugs. I miss his voice. I miss his laugh. I miss his smell. I miss my son. It's Sunday. The hardest day of the week for me. ='(