Who cares right? It's a picture of a damaged floor from a year ago... But looking at this picture makes me a little sick.
At the time I thought this was a full-on disaster- two young kids, no kitchen, no good. In the fifteen days that followed we learned Max would definitely qualify for the autism program, our fridge would completely die (awesome with two little kids- one still on bottles), and Ellie would develop a fever that would lead to the worst day of our lives. I can feel it all starting to creep back in. I'm already on edge, tears are frequently on the verge of escaping. Lately, it's a constant battle to not think about the ugly things hiding in the depths of my memory.
To me, this picture sort of symbolizes the beginning of the end... and that's pretty much how I'm starting to feel all over again...
4 comments:
Tiffany,
I am praying for you, Dave, and Max. My heart is breaking with you. Not a day goes by that I don't think about Ellie. She will always hold a special place in my heart!!! Thanks for sharing her love with us!!!
Hugs momma! I know this is going to be rough for you. Just know that I am thinking about you all and wishing you peace as Ellie's 1 year anniversary approaches.
On a side note, I am ordering some buddies off Amazon. I hope they reach you in time...
I've been thinking of you as her angelversary approaches, just imagining what is going through your head. I wish I could get the hell out of here in January and escape some of the reminders. Thinking of you and sending love.
Thinking of you and your family. I'm so sorry :(
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