Hey Babe! Most days, I can move along and do ok while still carrying you on my heart. I don’t cry every day anymore. I think I moved past that around the year mark in February. I felt a shift that day. I wanted to be stronger in all the healthy ways. I wanted to wake up and face the day with intention instead of viewing it as another day without you. I made it through all the “firsts.” For 365 days, every single day, I was surviving without you. And it was work. I asked God to help me live a more intentional life once that first year passed. The very next morning, I felt the shift. I didn’t feel sorry for myself anymore. I wasn’t living an incomplete day. It felt like life had potential again instead of limits. As long as I have routine, I do ok. But when sunny days turn to rain and clouds, so does my mood. The weather changed on Sunday… and so did I. I want to escape when the sun hides. I don’t want to be in mom mode. I don...