Tomorrow is the fourth anniversary of Eric’s death. We went to the cemetery but it’s hard to grieve with an 18-month-old who thinks a cemetery is a super fun place with all the plastic flowers and teddy bears and balloons. Plus, there is a pond with ducks, geese, huge red fishes and little turtles. By the end of the visit, we were all laughing and feeding Klara’s lunch to the animals.
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