I realized tonight as I held Ada in my arms and felt her fall asleep that I am afraid of September. My parents will be gone, the home cooked meal delivery will stop and everyone else will go on with their lives.
It will be just me, just us: Mama, Daddy, Ada and the hole where Benjamin was. What happens then? How am I going to get through the day then?
Alana I just want you to know that I am here. And I hear you. Sending you such BIG love, and wrapping my heart around you. xo
yes, you are understandably afraid of september. you will get through it one minute at a time, then one hour at a time, and eventually (though september may be long gone before you get there): one day at a time. in the meantime (so much talk about time), we will be here with you from wherever we are.