Today Ian has been gone for 1 year, 1 month, 2 weeks, and 5 days.....how am I handling things? I have to say I'm doing well! I'm constantly reminded that Ian isn't here, and I'm sad about that....and I think I always will be, however, I'm not immobilized by my grief anymore. I can talk about him without tearing up, I can look at a infant and not instantly want to hide....I can even be completely happy for pregnant people. These things may sound trivial but to me their huge. Losing Ian put me in a funk....it turned me into someone that I barely recognized....I'm still not the girl I was before I lost him...I'm stronger now. Life will never go back to normal...not my old normal anyway...but I'm finding my new normal....and I'm finding that it's not all bad. Life isn't a fairy tale. There are going to be storms but we stand strong in our faith and when the storm is over, we clean up the mess and we carry on.