I held my flower in my hand just staring at it. He knew what it
meant. He made the last couple days so much better. Of course I
had to stay in bed, all day, take my pills, and eat. Fun right?
Well Taylor always came over with different movies to watch and
take out. He is amazing. Harley loved him too. He of course next
left my side the whole time, but when Taylor came over he let him
pet him, rub his belly, and even take him for walks. I didn't
want Harley to get fat cause he wasn't going for walks really so
Taylor took him. They were gone for a while, but I was sleeping
so it was okay. "Ma'am you have to leave." I looked up at the
marine and nodded.
"Sorry Sir." I whispered.
"It's okay Ma'am." I turned around and walked back to my truck. I
laid my flower down gently on my dash board as I pulled out of my
parking spot and headed home. So I wasn't to be out of bed, never
the less driving, but I had to see Taylor off. He and Skylar had
no one lease because they already said good bye to their family
back last week before they came to base. I felt bad for them. I
pulled into the drive way and shut my car off. I picked up my
flower and took a deep breath of its smell. My head was throbbing
but it wasn't as bad as it usually is. It was more of a regular
headache, but a little more painful. I stepped out of the car
stepping onto the thin layer of snow we got. I got into the house
and took as deep breath walking into the kitchen.
"Hey Mom what are you doing here?" I asked looking at her as she
sat reading the newspaper. She looked at me and smiled.
"I took the day off. I dropped Bentley at daycare before I went
to the gym. Than we had a doctor appointment so I took him and
now he is sleeping." She took a sip of her coffee. "How are you?"
"I'm fine. My head hurts a little bit." I said laying my flower
down and getting a cup of hot chocolate. I put my big coffee mug
pull of water into the microwave to heat up.
"It will get better sweetheart." She said standing behind me. I
looked at her as.
"I'm fine Mom." I shrugged watching the blue mug spinning in the
"No you're not. You and your father do the same thing. I looked
"And what would that be?" I asked folding my arms.
"You don't let the pain show. You hold it in not letting anyone
see how much you really hurt." I looked away.
"I don't do that. Taylor and I are just friends." I shrugged at
"Who are you trying to convince me or you?" She asked taking my
cup out of the microwave and putting in the chocolate mix into
the hot milk. Mom looked at me. "Tell me I'm wrong." I shook my
head as tears formed in my eyes.
"I miss him already." I whispered looking down as Harley came
trotting into the kitchen. Mom pulled me into a hug.
"I know Baby." She said stroking my hair as I clenched my eyes
shut to stop the tears from falling. "I know." I took a deep
breath as I tried to calm down. Mom picked up my flower. "Where
did you get this?" She asked smiling at it.
"Taylor gave it to me. He knew it was my favorite." I said
picking up my hot coco and taking a sip from it. Mom looked at
"Does he know what it means?" I nodded.
"I told him when we were in the hospital." She moved to get a
small vase and filled it with water.
"That is too cute Bailey." She smiled at my flower as it new home
in the water.
"I know." I smiled looking down.
"Are you still getting your tattoo next week?" She asked. I
"Of course. I have been waiting for this for way too long to not
get it." She gave a gently nod.
"I remember when I got my first tattoo. You and Wyatt were only
about 10 months old and the cutest little things. Your Dad even
came with us and held my hand as I sat there." She smiled pulling
up her t-shirt to show me her hips. On one side was my baby foot
print in pink with Bailey Kelsey written in blue with my birthday
under it. On the other hip was Wyatt's baby foot print in little
blue with Wyatt Cooper and our birthday written in red. I always
"When I have kids I am going to do the same thing." I nodded. She
"I always knew you would." She laughed as we both turned when we
heard the little pitter patter of little feet coming down the
hall way. Bentley stood there in his pajama's rubbing the
tiredness out of his eyes holding his baby blanket. "Hey Baby."
Mom smiled picking him up as he cuddled into her. "How about we
all go watch a movie in the family room?" She asked looking at
"I'll be there in a minute I just want to change my clothes." I
nodded I walked into my bedroom were Harley was lying on my bed
sleeping happily. I sat down on my bed and picked up my picture
of Dad and looked at it. "Oh Daddy I miss you." I whispered to
it. It was a picture Mom took when I was littler. I was in my
Dad's arms as he held me. We were looking at something in a store
and Mom snapped the picture and framed it. I always kept it next
to my bed so I could always see him. I looked at Harley as he
whimpered at me. I patted his head before putting the picture
back down and changed my clothes, but slipping back into the
hoodie Taylor gave me of his, wanting to be close to him again,
even if it was just in his sweatshirt………..