Yep. Seven hundred, sixty days since we said hello...,and goodbye to our precious first born daughter. It's so hard to believe. 25 months ago...I didn't know if I would be able to go on.
If it wasn't for God, my husband, and my family... I have no idea how I would have been able to make it through that first week.
I remember even months after her death I would wake up out of a dead sleep, sobbing. At first I would be confused as to why I was crying... but reality always had a way of coming around and reminding me. It's good for that.
Twenty five months out...are we doing any better? Of course we are. We have learned how to live our lives without her, but that doesn't mean that it's any easier. We still think of her every day, and normally...somewhere in conversation, speak her name. Her picture is displayed throughout our house...along with many reminders of her short, but beautiful life.
The holidays are especially hard...every time I see a child that would be around her age, a little piece of me aches deep inside. I can't help it. She'll always be a part of me...
Happy 25 months in Heaven, Sweet Baby Girl. Mommy and Daddy love you even more today than we did on that cool November day...
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
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Yes, you do learn to live without them but it always hurts
((((Desiree and Clif))) I have said it before but will again and again, she will always be a part of your life.
It is so comforting to know you will see her one day again and nothing will celebrate you then.
betty
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