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Hunter's First Birthday

I have been meaning to write a post for the past few weeks, but between starting a new job and life in general, I just haven’t been able to get around to it until now. First off, Nate and I would like to thank everyone that participated in our Love Walk for Hunter’s first birthday. We were both overwhelmed at the amount of people who participated with us and incredibly grateful that we had so many celebrating the life of our son. I can’t tell you how much it means to know that our angel is being remembered and that he is so very loved.
I knew Hunter’s birthday was going to be a difficult day. As his birthday drew nearer, my emotions were all over the place. I felt a great deal of sadness that it had already been a year since I first met and held my baby. Nate and I had decided that we would not dwell on all of the time that we did not have with him, but rather celebrate the time that we did have with him and the joy that he brought into our lives.
Hunter’s birthday began with multicolored mini pancakes. Even the doggies got a couple since I am certain Hunter would have given them many tastes had he been there. After all, what little boy do you know of that doesn’t throw food on the ground? We then packed up the truck with our dirt bikes and the dogs, picked up my younger sister, Aryn, and headed up to our favorite spot, called the Palisades.
We spent the day laughing and riding the bikes. The dogs played and ran to their heart’s content. We found a gorgeous area with a small waterfall and started a fire. We roasted hotdogs and talked about how much we have missed him. As the sun began to set we decided it was time for cake. We lit a single candle and sang happy birthday to our boy. I couldn’t hold my tears back any longer. Nate squeezed my hand and at the end of the song Nate got ready to blow out the candle when a light breeze came through and blew out the candle. We smiled at each other and laughed. Of course Hunter would figure out a way to blow out his first candle. He’s just that kind of kid. A first birthday party wouldn’t be complete without a cake smash, so I smashed cake in Aryn’s face… And then she smashed cake in my face… And so did Nate… Basically, I got a lot of cake smashed in my face…
We ended our day with sending a few messages to Heaven. Nate, Aryn, and I each got a balloon and wrote Hunter a little message. We took turns reading our messages and then we gave each balloon a hug and kiss before sending it off. We watched them until they all disappeared into the sunset.

I can’t believe it has already been one year since Hunter was born. I will always wish that he hadn’t had to leave us so soon, but Nate and I are so lucky to be his parents. Hunter will always be a part of our family and he has been one of our greatest blessings. I can’t wait to tell our future children about their older brother and have them celebrate his birthday with us. We love and miss Hunter so deeply and we can’t wait until one day we can celebrate his birthday with him. Until then, we will send a hug and a kiss and more love than you can possibly imagine.

 Happy Birthday sweet angel. Thank you for making us the luckiest parents ever. 








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