Tamm: I let you do it. Somehow, I did not have the heart tonight. Not a great day and maybe subconciously, this was why, maybe it attributed to it. I let you. You were the strong one tonight. Our candles were lit as well. We left them on for a little over an hour. Every second Sunday in December. I think you and us, we are the only ones who automatically remember. I don't remind anyone anymore. I'm not going to force it. I'm not going to keep reminding. If it's in your heart to know, to remember, then it is. Click here, you'll see.
I started an email to the main doctor who cared for Lucas in Philly. I have not finished it. For the moment it doesn't make sense. I can't send it till it does. My mind is still reeling it all through. Still. I might share it with you when I finish. Not the surgeon from the first surgery, a doctor from later, from after.
Lucas, this night, this moment in time, it makes us remember you and all the other children who left this Earth too soon. While we have you in our hearts forever, this lets us focus on you and remembering, just that, with nothing in the way. It's ok to do that. It's like a pass to do that. I love you little boy blue.
Tamm, you are simply perfectly you. Thanks.
Jenn
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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