Too Much Loss

I never thought I'd live to realize that it has been two years since our baby girl died (in utero, a second trimester loss - for those that do not know). 

I thought, at one point, it would be easier to stop living.  Then I spent the next 10 months trying to recover from complications resulting from her loss, and that shifted my focus slightly, and I survived one day at a time.

I guess it is true what people say, it isn't that you get better, or heal, or that the pain lessens - you simply learn a little each day of how to cope with the knowledge that someone that you love is not with you.

That, and some day I'd like to meet her sister or brother....