So I was looking at my ticker today, marking the loss of our Joseph -- it was at 2 years, 2 months, 2 weeks, 2 days.
How can so much time seem like yesterday, but at the same time feel like forever?
How can those 2s pop out at me so much? We've recently started considering not having any more kids, and the two we have on earth would be the last babies we have?
I'm very much defined by my loss, even my user name at everyplace else, and my HyenaCart reflect him. Crescent Moon is the heraldic symbol for second son, and that's what he was.
I still cry when I think of him, and what could have been, and I'm expecting I always will.