This year, today is bittersweet. While I am still among the scores of women who sadly will light a candle on this day, this year I have my sweet baby girl (and son) in my arms while I do so.
I'm currently at a loss for words. I don't know if it should be words of encouragement, sympathy, or elation.
I mostly never talk about what I've been through except on this here space. And even then I don't think I've been thorough. I actually think I'm still processing everything-even in the amount of time that has passed I still can't wrap my head around it.