In a few weeks we will be celebrating the second anniversary of our Courtney’s death. Two years. How is that even possible? Time seems to spill through my fingers like water these days and I am struggling to keep pace with it.
How am I?
Well, being completely open and honest, there are good days, great days, hard days and days that are like black holes of sadness.
This time of year feels sacred to me, not just as a Catholic, but as a mother who has faced the hardest day any mother can face, and lived to tell the tale