This is hard, really f'n hard... I thought I would be crying all day. Instead, I'm just numb.
Keep getting flashbacks to the dreams I had: how I'd be taking Amelia out today, with my mom and grandma, walking proudly with her in the baby-carrier, taking our Easter treats to the church. Instead, I'm home today, alone.
My mom keeps telling me I need to celebrate... The most I can do is pretend.