It's been five months already.
I went to Chicago. The last time I was there I was in my 2nd trimester with you, so the whole visit was tinged with little memories of what all we had done with you there. I had a really good time with A & M though. They were really good to me, even when I was grumpy and sad. You would have liked them - M would make you laugh, and A would just love on you. I'm sad you have to miss out on that.
I went hoping to reflect on how to be a better person - a better wife, a better mom. If we get to have a little brother or sister for you, I want to be as healthy a person as I can be. I know your Dad wants that for himself too. So, I thought a lot about everything. Losing you knocked us off the path a little bit - which isn't your fault. We just were so excited to have you and never even let it enter our minds that you could die. I think we're slowly getting on the right path to where we would like to be as individuals, and as partners.
Lyra, my dear, beautiful daughter - you are forever missed.
Always loving you,