Always

In everyone's life there is a time that someone tells them everything will get better with time. You will see things clearer, and things will hurt less. While I think in most cases clarity comes with the passage of time, but pain can come back, just as sharp when you least expect it. Sill things set it off. Then I'm left to wonder, am I really as ok as I thought I was? Did I just tell myself I'm ok, and it was magically so for a little while? I think it's both. I am in a better place, most of the time, but something little puts me back, almost three years ago, when my life changed forever. In some ways it's comforting. My daughter will not be forgotten as long as I am on this earth. Her little life made a difference. I'm tired of society trying to shove this all away like it never happened. If you haven't experienced infant loss, you DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE! A part of me will always ache for her. A part of me will always wonder. As I look at my beautiful son peacefully sleeping, I see her too.