While I was in the hospital after having J, the nurses put together a little memorial box for me. I guess that is what mommies like me get to bring home instead of a baby. I think I talked about it briefly in a previous blog. I've looked in it before, but not much. Most of the time when I have opened it I just looked at the stuff on top. I guess I never really dug to the bottom. Today, I was sorting through some of his stuff and I went into the box. I took everything out and just looked at it all.. and read some of it too. It's been just over a year now and I finally now just noticed a card in the box from all the nurses. How, for an entire year, could I miss that card? After I left the hospital, I am almost certain that I looked at EVERYTHING in the box. So how did this card get there? I know it had to of been there, but I can't believe that I didn't see it til now. I guess it just goes to show where your mind is when you initially try to sort through stuff!
Also, while looking at his stuff, I tried to go through all the sympathy cards that were sent to us during that time. I read one, but that was as much as I could read. Reading them is SO HARD! I've tried to read them a few times this past year, but each time I only get through one. They are so emotional. I guess it's one of the things in life that just doesn't get easier at all. Our new normal...
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Saturday, January 16, 2010
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