In an effort to ease my hurting heart this Fall, I am participating in Project Heal: Capture Your Grief. It's a photography/storytelling project to honor the babies we've lost.
Day 30: Reflection
I like to think I've come a long way from those days.
The grief isn't that bitter, angry gnawing emotion like it was back then.
I'm much more likely to forgive an ignorant remark, instead of taking it as a personal attack as I did 5 years ago.
I've learned that I can't and won't grieve by anyone else's standards.
If I want to cry, I'll cry.
If I want to talk about her, I'll talk about her.
She's my daughter.
And there is no "wrong" way to grieve.