Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Two years ago, Josiah's 10th Birthday, was hard. It was probably the hardest birthday since the first one. I sobbed in the arms of friends several times. This year's birthday came and went with very little pain. I guess that means I am healing and growing, but it scares me. I don't want to think that I am forgetting him. All I have of Josiah are my memories, and I don't want to lose those. Perhaps I can have the memories without the pain, but the two are so intertwined that it is difficult to imagine.