Whatever the reason, it's a welcome break. I know that I'm nowhere near done grieving, and I still miss Henry every day. Yet it's nice to get a little break, to be able to genuinely enjoy things. Throughout the grief journey, we never know what's to come...every day is different. I am thankful that the last few days have been good...giving me strength to continue this journey, and giving me the confidence that I will continue to make it through both the good days and the bad.
Meet Henry
Henry's Story
Henry Leland Seretta was born on April 14, 2014. This little monster invaded our hearts even before he was born. He was a completely healthy and happy baby, until he started getting an ear infection and colds in mid-October. We finally got rid of the ear infection, but the cold symptoms never fully disappeared. Over the weekend of November 8 & 9, Henry got significantly sicker. He was admitted to Children's Hospital in Omaha on November 10, 2014, and was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia on November 11, 2014. He fought hard for nearly two weeks, before passing away on November 22, 2014. This blog depicts our journey through the grief of losing Henry. If you would like to read more about his medical journey, you can visit his CaringBridge page. More photos and community posts can be found at our Hope for Henry Facebook page. Thank you for sharing this journey with us!
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Feeling "normal"
Last week was a rough week. After a busy weekend and coming into a busier week, I was afraid more rough days were coming. However, yet again, the roller coaster that is grief proves unpredictable. The last couple days I've been feeling more normal. We have the Book Fair at school this week, which keeps me busy and on my toes for sure! And we're less than a week away from closing on our new house. Perhaps these things keep my mind occupied, and keep me from dwelling on the sad but rather looking forward. Perhaps it's the smiles and excitement on the kids' faces as they come into the library, looking around with wonder, deciding what they will buy, or even just looking at all of the books. Perhaps it's my angels watching over me, seeing how tired I was getting, and letting me know it's okay to feel okay.
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