I feel like my family disregards Emma's life as much as her death. When everyone left the funeral almost two painful years ago, they stopped grieving. But David and I didn't. My other children didn't. My mother will never talk to me about it. Aunts, uncles, brother, sister, nobody even remembers her birthday or angel day. And if I find the courage to bring it up, they look at me like I shouldn't STILL be "dealing" with this. I don't understand. Is it because she wasn't a "person" to them? Or when I hear my parents say they have three grandchildren now. What is that? They have 4 granddaughters! Thank God for David's family! My inlaws are so understanding and supportive. They acknowledge Emma just as much now as they did when she was here. Maybe it's just my ridiculous family.
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