Six months today

It's six months ago that Sarah died...........six months! I don't know if that seems like the blink of an eye or an eternity. Funny thing is that it seems just like any other day. Being the six month anniversary of the day your only child dies doesn't make it more difficult. Each day is the worst that can be imagined.
I have had so many blessings in my life being Sarah's mother but now I am going to miss out on.......                                                                                                
     *helping to plan her wedding, trying on dresses and laughing at some, ooh'ing and  aah'ing at others, crying with tears of joy when she finds just the right one.
     *watching her grow larger with life as she carries my grandchild within her. Putting my head on her belly or just hugging her belly, telling the baby that we can't wait for them to come out and join our small, but very loving, family.
But those were my dreams, not Sarah's. Chances were that she and Ryan were going to remain the way they were, committed and happy without the need of a ceremony. And the baby thing? That was only going to happen if Sarah could give birth to a litter of kittens!