Toby will be two soon

It's my nephew's birthday on Sunday. Somehow, that more than anything else brings home to me that it's just over a year since Rosalie died.

She never saw his first birthday.

I want to go and see my nephews. I just need this damn voice to clear up first. It's been a month now and I still can't talk normally.

I have a seashell that a friend gave me when Rosalie died. It's odd, but I find handling it sometimes helps me de-stress a little. It's a lovely thing, and very tactile.