An Entry on Triggers
Sometimes I convince myself it's not necessary to continue blogging. That there is no value in taking the time to write out my thoughts and emotions. Then I remember how healing it is, even for me, to look back on my words since losing our son almost six years ago. So here I am. Writing again. I know it's still hard for some people to understand that the loss of my son continues to be profound. It's so hard to explain. The sting of the pain is not as sharp, thank God, but the emptiness of where his life should be is ever present. In this family. In this home. In my heart. A few weeks ago, my Rainbow Baby had fallen asleep next to me on the couch. She'll be turning four soon and was refusing a nap, a daily occurrence, and I'd somehow convinced her to just wait for momma's tv show to be over and then it would be her turn. She fell asleep waiting for me and napped for hours. It was the most beautiful gift to be able to stare at her while she slept p