...for all of your kind words this week. They have meant so much to me.
I am amazed at the weight that anniversaries carry. It seems that the body and soul remember, even when the mind is not focused on the approaching date. For several weeks leading up to the anniversary, I noticed that I felt really heavy - my heart, my body - all of me. I was tired and sluggish and sad. Even when I wasn't thinking about Lucas, I felt this way - I just seemed to linger in this place of grey.
I've shed a good bit of tears this week. I've looked at Lucas's ultrasound pictures and read the sweet cards we received from family and friends. I journaled. I whispered my hopes to the Universe. I snuggled Rilo. I held my husband close.
I'm pretty sure I ovulated last night. Today, we go to the RE's for a post-coital test. And then we wait.