Grey's memorial is tomorrow. It's been a long week. Oh my God, it's been a week since we lost Grey. I guess it's OK to think out loud when you're blogging.
There are so many people that have done the most incredible things for us. My family has received food, gift cards, and money from both friends and complete strangers. I have reconnected with friends and family that I thought I was too busy to reconnect with. I heard my nephew say "I want that," when I showed him Dr. Pepper. I gave it to him when his mom wasn't looking, twice. I've sat at a bank for two hours while my friend signed his life away to open a memorial fund for Grey. I've cut my son's obituary out of the paper. I've watched a PowerPoint of Grey that another friend made a gazillion times. I've folded my baby's clothes for the last time and tucked them away in his drawer. I've cried, I've screamed, and I've laughed.
I'm not sure what tomorrow will bring, but I do know that I will not face it alone. My heart is heavy, and I ache to see so many of you tomorrow. I could not get through this without you guys. You all will be the ones to help carry on Grey's memory, and for that I could never thank you enough.