5 Months

I really can't believe its been five months since I held Tesslee in my arms. Five months, really? That seems like such a long time. It makes me nervous because it is nearing six months, and coming up on that half a year mark just messes me up. I still feel like it should be March right now. It makes me sad that life doesn't stop with me. Maybe that is a good thing, and its designed not to stop, to keep us going when we can't see ourselves taking another step. Maybe it drags us along so we will have a fighting chance at getting back into life at some point.

I heard a perspective from another angel mom that has helped me get through the last few days. It's a beautiful way of turning something difficult into something hopeful:

Its been five months since I held you in my arms, Tesslee, and I'm now five months closer to when I will see you again! I love you, my angel!