Thank you for your comments and e-mail regarding my last post on the birthday week.

I have learned that when I write a post like that, people naturally get uncomfortable.  And they wonder and ask if I am ‘okay’.

The answer is both yes and no.  I am okay.  I am not okay.  And although that might be uncomfortable to hear, the truth is that is how this grief stuff works.

We miss Marisa. 

Zekijah asks for mommy.  Then she steals Jacoba’s candy.  She is not okay and then she is okay.  It’s a perfect example of the wave of grief.

As for us, we will keep riding the wave and see where it takes us.