Every parent of a child who has died needs a space to question, share, and learn. This is my space. Maybe it's the optimist buried down in my heart, but I no longer believe that life after Evan died is no life at all. It's a challenging life. But it is a life. I hope it'll one day be as bright as my Evan's smile. Until then, I'll put one foot in front of the other. I'll keep inhaling and exhaling. If your child died, you know those are accomplishments.
