There's nothing to it.
This week was up and down for us. As I mentioned last week, the 16th was Lily's birthday. I took the day off and we spent the day together. We had cake, sang Happy Birthday, and watched home videos in the evening. Claire still often misses Lily and Sam will ask, "Where's Lily?" Sam will usually ask that around dinner time where we now always have an empty chair.
We have learned so much from this experience. It is really hard that life continues on as we still struggle to adjust to our new life. In a recent conversation I was asked how we were doing. It was asked in a superficial way, so I gave the superficial "We're doing OK" answer. My interlocutor then responded with, "Yeah, now that some time has passed..." One thing that we have learned that is that nothing prepares you for these types of conversations. Unless it has happened to you, the feelings of sadness and pain are incomprehensible. For us, it is not easier now that "some time has passed."
If anything, Candace and I have often discussed that it is harder now. Since the sickness came so quickly, it is perfectly accurate to say we were in shock for the first few months. Now that the shock to our systems is finally starting to wear off, we are able to start the mourning process. It has been 5 1/2 months since Lily died. A terrible 5 1/2 months, and yet we continue to put one foot in front of the other. We cannot shut down. We have faith that we will see Lily again and so we don't stop living. The difficulty is in the fact that while we continue to live, and others see us living, there may be some confusion that us living means that we are OK.
This is not to say that we are not mostly OK, we are. We are back in a routine and that is good. When talking about Lily, though, our hearts have gaping holes. Our family is down 1. Those wounds have not yet begun to heal.
We so much appreciate the continued thoughts and prayers in our direction. We have needed them all and continue to need them all.

