With Heavy and Broken Hearts, We Trudge On…

Everyone that knows Chris is feeling the same thing I am, I’m sure of it. An emptiness. It is impossible to move at times; difficult to breathe. But I know that the less that I do, the more this is hurting me; and the more Chris is rolling his eyes at me. So I’m going to continue with the blog, because Ian, Nina and Melissa are the people here in our home, keeping me alive every day; and maybe they’re helping you too. After a week that has felt like a month… or a year… we trudge on.

These pics were taken shortly after the tent pics, the next day on the 18th of September.

Another thing I bought Nina was this purse. See this image larger.

*You know, to put stuff in!* See this image larger.

*Like the keys to my stroller!* See this image larger.

Ian is a bit of an exercise nut, if I haven’t said so. See this image larger.

They’re both in motion a lot more than you’d think from those iPad pics! See this image larger.

He always says he has to get his laps in. See this image larger.

Some weirdo faces. See this image larger.

More weirdo faces! See this image larger.

September 19th… I left the room with the bowl full of cheerios sitting squarely between them… when I came back, they had moved a little! See this image larger.

He’s still so cute… See this image larger.

I do this sometimes when I really don’t have time to do more. Hand them a bowl and let them do what they will. Cheerios end up everywhere. See this image larger.

We built a bridge to the sunroom from the living room. (And a whole lot more, I’ll show you the videos soon.) See this image larger.

September 20th, and there was some kind of chair-train thing going on in the sunroom. See this image larger.

*ALL ABOOOOOARD!!!* See this image larger.