Lighting up the darkness

On Father’s Day, my husband was especially down. I did my best to celebrate him as a Dad, but deep down I know he too is still grieving our loss.

At 9pm, he told told me he was so upset that we hadn’t visited our baby at the cemetery that day. So, we loaded in the car and drove the 30 minutes to get there, to visit her in the dark. I brought a rainbow solar light that I left at her gravesite. We said goodnight to our princess, and he felt at peace that he at least got to be as close as we can with our baby girl on Father’s Day.

Mood: holding it together for himt