I can relate to what this lady described as death being like a brick in your pocket. Monday will be 8 years since I lost my dad to cancer. 8 years...I can't even believe that. Anyway...within the first days/weeks/years of his death that brick was heavy...very heavy. The weight of the emotions and sadness from his death was so strong it was overwhelming at times. As the years go by I got use to that brick...the pain wasn't as strong. But there are times that brick does become heavy again...for example..graduation from high school, college, my wedding, having Luke, every time I go visit Maple Grove (his last church he pastored)...and now being pregnant with this second baby. It goes to show that , yes time does heal the intensity of the pain...but the pain is still there. As long as I'm living on this earth, there will always be reminders that he's not here. I'm sure anyone that has lost someone so dear to them can relate to this.
Well in other news..pregnancy news..I'm feeling much better. The sickness is starting to subside...not sure if it's the drugs my wonderful doctor gave me or just the end of the sickness time...who knows...I'm not going to stop taking this medicine to find out though. I like being able to eat without wanting to die later. Also, Justin doesn't have to work on Friday nights anymore and he only works one job on Saturdays...so the weekends are much more enjoyable than they use to be. And tomorrow is...Friday! So I'm excited...it has become movie night and Taco Bell night...yeah I know it's lame...but my cravings for Taco Bell have started again and to avoid eating it every day (like I did last time...and why I gained a gazillion pounds) I get to treat myself to Taco Bell on Friday nights now...so needless to say I'm really looking forward to tomorrow...it's the little things in life.
Before I end this really long post....I have to share a cute thing Luke does for those who care...I think it's adorable. Every morning he wakes up and says "befast" (that means breakfast..duh.) and then he says "juice" and gets really excited. So when he wakes up from his nap he starts saying "befast" "juice"...I think he maybe a little confused. I try to explain we only have breakfast in the morning...he doesn't get it though.