I will always hold Hannah deep in my heart in a broken, beautiful place.
Ten months is no time at all, but it's an eternity of echoes of seconds since she left. Her face, her voice are etched into those of us who love her, and that loss doesn't end. The jagged edges of it have softened, beaten on the tides of tears. When one of her friends announces nuptials or pregnancy, it is a joy tinged with those tears. When her brother has good news for a change, the news is gratefully, lovingly received, but stops at the infinite ocean of where she no longer is.
But the sun did come up today without her, and we are learning daily how to navigate through these calmer waters, knowing that storms will come again. We know that we will continue to push through and survive through them.
Hannah, you are loved and missed every day.
