Today, it has been one month since Taylor passed away. We are going to collect her ashes on Wednesday... we just need to make an appointment. We have flat times, and we have down times. After a month, it feels more like 2 years have passed, but it still hurts like it was just yesterday sometimes. I often wonder what she would be like had she lived. What mischief she would be up to... how she would break something expensive... or do something funny... Be I guess I can only imagine all these in my head.
Today was the first time we have gone to church since Taylor died. It was hard for me. It was like the stitches in my heart just reopened.So many times, I just wanted to walk out.
It's hard to imagine... if this had been a normal pregnancy, Taylor would STILL being in her mother's womb.
I am but one person... How much of this must I bear. How much more must A bear? How much more must Taylor's grandparents, uncles, aunts bear?
Last week, I stupidly borrow "Then She found Me" dvd. I thought it was a comedy... well, it was, but there was a twist. It became a drama movie. The character that Helen Hunt played lost her 10 week old fetus. She later adopted a Chinese girl from China. I wished I never borrowed that movie. But I think I needed to watch it, to let me know that someone else is experiencing a similar pain.
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