I stared at this 'happy birthday' sign for months.
I stared at this sign on the night before my son's fourth year of life.
Watched him play with his sisters beneath it.
I stared at this sign on the worst day of my life, a month later.
Just let the feeling of nothing consume me.
It hung at my daughters seventh birthday, four months later.
It hung at my daughters ninth birthday, seven months later.