I want so badly to just stay home all of the time. Everywhere I go reminds me of Maya. I can’t go to stores, because the baby sections kill me. I can’t go to restaurants because Maya was there. I can’t even handle being in our car because there’s never a time where we were in it without her. It breaks my heart to see babies everywhere. But I can’t be at home either. Maya’s stuff is everywhere. And her memories are everywhere too. I don’t know what to do with myself. I miss her so much. But at the same time, it feels like she’s slipping away from me. I can’t remember what her face looks like without looking at a picture. I don’t remember her smell. I just want her back. She was the most amazing little girl in the world. And she was supposed to be all mine. I love her.