In His Short Time...

He did touch people.

From Washington to Tennessee, Michigan to Texas, Australia to England... people know who Collin is and they loved him. Several of my guardian angles, for lack of a better term, have sent along reminders that Collin and our pain, is real. Gift cards for dinner, heart-felt hand written cards, messages, a special figurine that goes with the one that I received after Eli died and a blue burp cloth with Collin's name embroidered on it. You cannot explain the emotions when you see your baby's name right in front of you. Indescribable.

The healing process is different this time but it's still a process. I think I've said that a bunch of times already. But it's true. I am functioning so much better this time but the pain is still there. There are still many of those 'firsts'. The first time you hug someone again. The first time you go back into a store since... there are reminders everywhere. I guess I just know how to deal with it better? differently, I suppose.

I sure wish I didn't have this "experience" under my belt but there's a reason for it. There has to be since I don't believe that life can really be this cruel without reason. In fact, I'm borrowing a quote that one of these friends posted on her blog.

God may be subtle, but He isn't plain mean. -- Albert Einstein