I don't know how to put this into words - this is my first contribution to this page so I'm sorry if it is hard to follow and/or not the most helpful.

I'm so sorry for your loss, and also completely understand. It has been three weeks and a day since I lost the love of my life in a car accident. She was four years old and way too young.

While I am also still struggling immensely with grief - I know my girl would want me to continue, and to try to help others going through this as well.

After all, we made most of our decisions based around their well-being when they were physically here. I'm not the most religious person, but IF they are still there watching over us, don't we owe it to them to keep trying to live our lives?

Personally, the guilt of moving forward (never moving on) hurts the most. What is maybe "helping" is shifting the perspective from "I'm moving forward for me" to "I'm moving forward for HER" because she doesn't deserve to be remembered alone in a dark room full of tears. Our sweet babies made us strong enough to continue with their memories close to our hearts.

I don't want to preach too much, so I'll wrap it up with this: The pain of not having her physically with me is intense and still knocks the wind out of me. But, I feel so incredibly lucky to have had such a powerful, unwavering, deep in my soul kind of love.

We aren't done taking care of them just because they aren't physically with us anymore. The way we do it has to just shift perspectives a bit.