Yes, that's it.

I came across this poem, "The Spot" by Holly Day, this afternoon. (Scroll down to the bottom of the page; it won't let me link to the individual poem.)

Yes, that's exactly how it feels. It'll be three years next month (and my first would have turned four at the beginning of this month) but that feeling came back fresh as the moment it happened.

Fair warning: this poem will probably make you cry. But I think it's a cathartic cry.