Last year, I took part in the Capture Your Grief project and have decided to do so again this year. For more information on the project, visit carlymarieprojectheal.com. I think it will be interesting to look back on what I wrote at this time one year ago. When the searing pain was so fresh. When my eyes were still swollen from crying constantly. When it had only been five weeks. Now 13 months have gone by. And I will tell you that the pain is still there. I miss her just as much today as I did then. It is not a pain you get over. Healing can happen– but healing does not mean the pain goes away. It means you learn to cope. You get stronger. You find ways to get out of bed each morning.
I’ve been running in the morning so I often watch the sun peek through the darkness. I was disappointed this morning because I didn’t think it was pretty enough. I knew I was taking a picture so I hoped it was as lovely as it has been so many days. But it was just blue. A few white clouds. Not the bright pink streaks that remind me so much of my little girl. But as I finished my run and walked to the car, the pink came through. And I said hello to Zoey. Just as I do with the dawn of every new day. Another day without her. But another day closer to when I will see her again.