My dad's funeral was one week ago and I guess I can say things are getting better. I'm able to talk about him most days without crying but it stills breaks (and warms) my heart to see M. go to bed every night clutching the program from the service. She carries it around with her and talks to Afi on her Dora cellphone. Clearly she understands that something is different, she just isn't quite sure what.
My step-sister, Shandie, put together a really lovely slideshow and I wanted to share it here.