“Oh, baby, I am just sitting here weeping. I am so sad without you.”
…back from a meltdown that lasted several hours and made Tom come home from work early. 
“Feeling sad, depressed, hopeless, weak, useless, pain. In love with Malou. Missing Malou.”
(later)
“Tom says we’ll be ok. I’ll always be sad but it will get beter, I will be happy again. I’ll be happy when we can give Malou sisters and brothers.
I don’t believe him. Not today. Today is too hard. I think about where I should be, what I should be doing now, 10 days before Malou’s due date, and I am heartsick. Devastated.
I had the perfect life 7 weeks ago today. And now I have a life no one would want. Including me.
Oh, my darling girl, I love you so much! I miss you so very much.”
I see now Tom is right. I am happy now, 3.5 years later, even though Malou is still missing, and I still feel her absence. It hurts, but I can still find happiness. Joy came only with Liam’s birth, and since then it has grown. Yes, sadness still exists and nothing has changed in the sense that Malou is still gone, but I am so very grateful that it is possible to find happiness after loss.
