I knew this morning would be very difficult ... it's my first morning in twelve years without Emma here, after all. Surprisingly, I am at peace. My biggest source of stress has been Emma's health and well-being. Now I turn my attention to Daniel, as I help him learn to be an only dog.
Our eldest daughter came to visit Emma yesterday afternoon, bringing Caleb with her, and Alice had her first opportunity to see a real baby.
Caleb was unimpressed. At two weeks old, he has plenty of time to learn what cats are. Alice was not sure what to make of this miniature person. She sniffed him over and backed away.
I am humbled by the outpouring of love and support that I have received here in the past few days, and I am grateful from the bottom of my heart. Knowing that we are not alone in our grief makes it easier to bear.
