March 11th will mark six months since that horrid day, and a little over one month until my due date.
This realization has made me more edgy, more emotional than I’d like to be lately. I long with all my being to hold our child in my arms next month but know that it will never be possible in this lifetime. And it breaks my heart all over again.
To be honest, I don’t know how I’ll be as April 22nd approaches.