Thanks, all. It was a very emotional weekend. I'm not able ot let my guard down so much during the week. Also, the EMDR seems to have dealt with a lot of layers of fear adn trauma, opening the floodgates for an even deeper sorrow than before. But I had friends with me.

I helped friends move into their new house; they built it over a year; Byron couldn't wait for them to move in, he was so excited watching the progress of the house. We used to go over and walk around the frame and imagine the finished product. Now it's done, and he's not here in flesh to enjoy it. That was very hard.

But I found my pocket angel!