A few minutes ago I took one last good smell of her clothes and put them in the wash finally. We took her name down in the nursery and got things organized and tucked away last night.
This morning I'm just dragging trying to find a way to pick up the pace for the rest of the day. There's actually a good amount of stuff to do which is comforting. Mac's surgery is tomorrow and that's going to be a major deal around here. He'll be in the hospital overnight to recover and then in an arm cast and walking cast for the next six weeks. I cannot stand the thought of sending him into an operating room for a couple of hours tomorrow...I just don't feel strong enough right now...but all I can do is hope and pray that it'll all go smoothly.
Sean and I have decided we're going to take our previously purchased airline tickets and go to Ireland in a couple of weeks when he's on Spring Break. I need to break out the guide books and get things organized. We wanted, well it's more like need, something to really look forward to and this should do the trick in the interim. We need to really get away from all of this...hopefully the distraction and adventure will help us be in a better place to figure out what's next for our family.
In an attempt to find a little happiness last night Sean and I settled in on the couch by the fireplace and watched Sisterhood of the Traveling pants...very cute...we both looked at each other with tears in our eyes when a character in the movie said this...
Being happy isn't having everything
in your life be perfect.
Maybe it's about stringing together
all the little things...
and making those count
for more than the bad stuff.
Maybe we just get through it...
and that's all we can ask for.
