How can 9 months have past, it seems both an eternal amount of tine and no time at all.
With schools starting back and people getting back to a new normal, it hits us all over again that our new normal is pretty bloody crap.
There is still a dreamlike quality to Lauren's death, none of it seems quite real. I guess it's the brain's way of dealing with such heartbreak. The clear reality is probably too crippling.
9 months feels quite poignant as a mother. 9 months to carry her, to prepare her for the world and now 9 months without her.