Today was the first day my husband had to go back to work since Grace died. I was really worried about being alone today, but I did alright. God I miss her so much though. The pain has been less raw and intense for the last few days, just this deep aching sorrow.
I have been thinking about all the things I wanted to teach her and show her, and all the experiences both good and bad that she will never get to have. I think about how perfect she was and how much she was loved and wanted. It makes my heart sick for her and for my husband and me. Why her, why us?