His room

Jack's room is still my favorite room of the house. I love the smell. I love the feeling I get in there. Jack's room is now a shrine to my sweet baby. It is filled with things that will remind us of him. Jack is in Jack's room but I wish he was alive in his room. Jack's room is filled with clothes that do not belong to him. I need to get the courage to empty the dresser and closet. Jack's room is where I go to cry and where I go to read to him. I say good night to him every night in there. I wonder if that will ever change. Jack's room was meant to be such a happy place. Now Jack's room brings tears.