2 weeks. It has been 2 weeks since we buried Will and it's like a blink and a lifetime ago all at the same time. A blink ago I was getting up for 3am feedings, yet it seems like forever ago that I got to hold him and breathe in his sweet scent. As confused as I am by the lapse in time, the flowers at his grave seem to be feeling the same. The day of his funeral, it was raining and continued to rain into the night and next day. Yet the three flowers the girls laid on his casket were still beautiful 2 days later. Since then, it has rained again, the winds have picked up and 3 inches of snow fell. However, the flowers on his grave are still red, beautiful and full. They're apparently having a hard time saying goodbye as well.
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