After Benny died, a friend told me that I needed to get through the first 10 years. She said a friend of hers had lost her daughter and she said that if I can make it through the first 10 years, it will be ok. So that was my benchmark. And here we are at year 11.

A lot has happened in these 11 years. Some good, some bad. A lot has changed. I’ve figured out how to still parent my Benny. I’ve figured out how to memorialize him. I’ve also figured out that this loss doesn’t go away. No matter how many days, weeks or years. I can go back to November 8th, 2013 in an instant.
The difference is, the pain is not as sharp. The edges have rounded, similar to sea glass. The pain has had 11 years to tumble around in my body. It has softened. It has been shared by the many that have held us up.
I miss Benny so much. Your love helps. Your hugs help. You being in our lives help. So thank you for everyday♥️.