8 weeks
Here we are again.. another week has come and gone. Another week as a dead baby's momma.. does it get easier? yes, I have to say that it does. It still sucks and will continue to suck until I die. But life goes on, right? It has to, we are not given the choice to stop living, just as we weren't given the choice to lose our baby boy.. I was thinking during my peaceful walk last night that Dresden was like a single drop of rain falling into a puddle - we are the puddle (us, our family and friends) and that single drop meant something to all of us.. but the rest of the world goes on like nothing happened. And to them, nothing did.. our baby was but a tiny blip in the radar of life on earth.. but I know that he touched the people in our lives and I know that we will forever be different people because of his short time with us. I hope that we will be better people too, more loving, honest, caring and compassionate because of him!
Empty by the cranberries:
Something has left my life,
And I don't know where it went to, ah, ha, ha.
Somebody caused me strife,
And it's not what I was seeking.
Didn't you see me, didn't you hear me?
Didn't you see me standing there, ah, ha, ha?
Why did you turn out the lights?
Did you know that I was sleeping?
Say a prayer for me,
Help me to feel the strenght, I did.
My identity, has it been taken?
Is my heart breakin' on me?
All my plans fell through my hands,
They fell through my hands on me.
All my dreams it suddenly seems,
It suddenly seems,
Empty