Missing

This Independence day we went to a barbecue with a friend's family. We had burgers, hot dogs, homemade angel food cake, and s'mores bars. The food was fantastic.
After dinner, there were sparklers and increasingly large fireworks.
As my husband and I sat on the back row, I noticed how beautiful the scene was. Generations of families talking and playing, good food, great friends... And yet my heart felt so heavy.
Davis asked why I was so quiet. I told him, it's just too beautiful. It's so good, so normal.... And it's something we'll never have.
His face grew solemn and he nodded. "No matter what, they'll always be missing."
This fourth of July, we are outnumbered by our deceased children.
We do our best to keep enjoying life, but no matter what, they'll always be missing.