My whole life, without Addison

How am I able to do this everyday? How am I able to go throughout my day like nothing is wrong? Am I all alone in this journey?

It amazes me how much impact my little Addison has on me. It's amazing that I can think about her so much, even though she never took a breath of my air. My life, me, MYSELF is so different. Others might not notice it, but I do, I feel it. I walk around and if you passed me, you wouldn't have any idea that inside of me is broken, is empty. I have strength that no Mother should. I go throughout my day like anyone else. But, my days consist of constant thoughts of my daughter, and what should be. I have an angel all around me, she's here and one day I will be able to hold and kiss her. One day I will be able to look into her eyes and tell her how much I missed her. I have the rest of my life to miss her, to think about her to always wonder what it would be like to have her here with me.