"Hey Mom, take a picture of all of us on the swing!" yelled Becca as she ran towards it.
Joe quickly followed.
They waited with anticipation. They waited for me to place Amy in between them.
I glanced down at Amy and swallowed the lump in my throat.
"How about we leave Amy in the stroller where she is happy and I snap a picture of you two?"
I can't do it. I can't snap a photo of my children together because there is one missing. Three children together makes the missing one even more obvious. For the past two months the pictures of my children involve one, or two, but never all three together. I can't handle that yet.
Because never again will I be able to capture all of my children in a picture.