Jared and I recently finished backing up our two decrepit computers. We've been meaning to do this for some time, but as those with children know, extra project have a way of sitting for a while.
One day, after everything was completely backed up, I sat down to look through some pictures. I was completely floored by the number of pictures that I had no memory of taking, had never posted online, and haven't seen since they were shot. I was overjoyed. I spent a good hour sitting on the bed alternately laughing and crying.
I miss my girl so much, there's no way for me to even come close to expressing it. There's a part of me that will never be healthy and whole again. But going through these pictures reminded me again of so many great times that we had. Of the heart-swelling love that we had the privilege of feeling every single day.
I hurt because of what I had, which was wonderful.