A couple weeks ago for about a week things were tough. I was having lots of moments that left me teary-eyed and aching for my little girl. I can’t pinpoint any single thing that brought this on. I guess it’s just one of those waves of grief that come. Although they are not as frequent now, I am not expecting them as much so when they hit it can be hard.
Truth is, I miss my girl. I was especially missing her that week. I felt the ache in my heart. I have been wanting to come here and write. I wanted to come that week and pour out my heart but I just never had the time like I wanted to do that. And that’s ok. I have 3 little girls who needed me and that’s where I’d rather have my attention. I knew I’d get here eventually. (Of course now that I’m feeling better I don’t feel the need to pour out my heart like I did.)
They make the ache easier-seeing their smiles and hearing their laughter. Playing and hugging and loving them helps me. I do believe a part of her lives on in them, especially my Evanee who looks so much like her.
I snapped a photo of Evanee with Carleigh Bear while she slept. It is bittersweet to me in more way than one. A little girl who hugs a bear where her sister should be, except this little girl would not be here today if her sister was. So thankful for both of them-for all my girls.