Sweet Lans, we got a house after a long, long year and a half of looking. And we are thrilled for this new opportunity. But I must admit I have had moments of deep sadness over leaving a home that you were in with me. And even more, crazy sadness over selling my old worn out sectional.. . because when you were going through chemo you would come over and lay on it, and sleep on it, and hold Andrew on it, and watch and smile at Matthew from it, and laugh with me, and watch movies with me on it. And you laughed hysterically during white elephant gift exchange on this couch.
I talked to your mom after New Years day and she said how hard it was starting a new year without you and how rough that day was for her.
And it's hard when I meet new people and they don't know you. I could talk for hours about you, but they will never know what they could have learned and felt if they were with you for a few short minutes.
Each milestone met. . . each goal achieved . . . comes with just a bit of sorrow that you aren't here by our side. Perhaps though you are by our side . . just not in the flesh.
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