Tonight marks 3 weeks since we had to put my sweet lil Henry to sleep. Im adjusting, thankfully. That 1st week was nothing but gut wrenching guilt. Last week was just a feeling of everything being too surreal to put into words. This week has been the adjustment week Ill call it. The tears have stopped flowing, but its the whole aspect of him not being here that has been hard for me. Sometimes, I catch myself having to remind myself that he wont be there when I get home. So, finding that "new normal" I guess? I hate how FAST these 3 weeks have gone by though; it makes me feel like Im starting to become disconnected to him too fast.
Hope everyone else is feeling OK today!