A couple weeks ago was the two year anniversary of Lucy's death. I had to teach Relief Society in church and I barely made it through. My heart hurts for her as much as it did a year ago. Progress it slow. Today out of no where I saw a picture of her and it knocked the wind of of me. I miss her so much. I miss her funny little wave and her little white washcloths.
Even though Ivy is only 7 months old she's about the same size Lucy was when she passed away. She looks like her. A chubbier darker Lucy. It's hard. My children bring me so much joy. I don't know how Chuck and I could get through this without them.