13 Months Later
This post was written on November 27. Enough time has passed since we lost Carter that I have stopped counting weeks. Once we passed 39 weeks, it didn't seem to matter much anymore. I just knew that time kept going. Today, November 27, I know that it has been 52 and a few weeks. I'm not sure how many, and I'm not going to count. This morning, as I was getting ready, I was thinking about what our life was like one year ago today, just one month after losing our sweet boy. We had spent the weekend in Boise for Thanksgiving, and I remember crying a lot on the drive home. It had been so hard to be away from home, but it was also so hard to go back. Our house still felt too quiet. I think at that point, we were both already over the holidays, and knowing that we still had to get through Christmas was wearing us both down. But I also remember posting a picture of the three of us and being so proud to be Carter's mom. I remember thinking, if I loved him that much without h...