Each time I come up the stairs from the 1st floor to the 2nd floor, I’m greeted by Alexander’s sweet little face. In his bedroom, there is a large framed photo which peers out at me. The photo was taken during Christmas 2007 when we were visting Dan’s family. Whenever I look at the photo, I see such hope in Alexander’s face. His eyes expecting something wonderful to come. How do I reconcile my current life with what I see in that photo when I feel so hopeless?
I saw 4 ambulances when I was out running errands today. Three of the four had flashing lights with no sirens. All I could think was someone else is gone and another family is about to go through the misery that I’ve lived with the past 5 1/2 months.
Dan and I met friends out for dinner and drinks last night. Once again, I found myself telling someone else that Alexander passed in December. When I say the words “passed in December”, it seems like it was long ago but my grieving heart doesn’t know anything about the passage of time.
I miss Alexander more each day.
Remembering Alexander 