But then it is hard to remember a time when I didn't cry. 2008 perhaps.
I cry about all sorts of things. Big things. Little things. Things in the world. Things in my world.
But mainly I cry about her.
I just find her so incredible and the thought of that incredibleness being taken from me is unbearable.
I guess I will just have to try and appreciate every day now.
And revel in her miracle.