Aw, my sweet friend. I'm so sorry that last week was so rough for you. I'm sending you snow-covered, earthquake-shaken love and hugs!!
I left a comment over at Hopeful Parents, but for the life of me I couldn't get it to post. Not sure what's going on, but our computers at work have been acting up this week. Comment was long, so I unfortunately don't have time right now to write it all again. I'll touch base with you. In the meantime, you are in my thoughts, as are David and Gregg. And Latte & Liger!!! :-) Hope they were there to comfort their mama kitty. XOXO
Read your poignant post and thought: "Everything is different now--we can't do anything the way we used to". That family closeness that helps us survive the loss of our beloved missing child and helps us to learn to live without them feels essential--like the stabilizer on a boat prevents the boat from sinking. Any threat to it feels very scary and dangerous in the rough waters of grief. I feel the grief of your fore-shortened mothering years and the sadness of David leaving home. Necessary but oh so very difficult. Hugs to you, beautiful mother.
To write so beautifully when I can barely imagine these conflicted feelings is such a testament to you , to hope, to your family.
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