In the past month I have welcomed my very first grandchild - a boy - and lost a very dear friend in an unbelievably tragic and freak accident.
In August, I stood next to my eldest son Matthew as his very first child entered this world and took his very first breaths.
I captured the very first pictures of my very first grandson.
I also captured the very first picture of MY firstborn son holding HIS firstborn son for the very first time.
I am a grandma now and I have yet to wrap my brain around that.
September 13th marked the 17th anniversary of the birth/death of my son Alexander Lee. Time does not heal all pain. The passage of time only makes it a little less unbearable.
My very dear friend died this year. On September 13th. On the 17th anniversary of the birth/death of my son Alexander Lee.
I will bury my very dear friend this week. On Thursday September 20th.
Highs.
And.
Lows.
Spinning.
Let.
Me.
Go.
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