This is what is getting me through these past few weeks – E and baking. My husband is also being great. He is my shoulder to cry on and the ear that hears all my irrational grief-induced thoughts.
We are trying to enjoy Fall too…in between torrential downpours and wind gusts strong enough to derail trams. But E looks so cute in her red plastic rain boots that I almost forgive the weather. I love Fall. It is time for hearty soups, crusty bread, and pumpkin muffins. But it means that Christmas is around the corner. It is my husband’s favorite time of year and I am already dreading it. This year won’t be a happy holiday. It is too soon. For now, though, it is one day at a time.