On the way to the cemetery today, Lydia said "Mommy, can I run around with my sister?". When we told her, no and that Raina was gone, Lydia simply asked "Why?". I didn't know how to explain it to a two-year old so I said nothing.
In hindsight, I don't know how to explain it to myself either. No matter what system you subscribe to it always comes back to that question. Not just death, but life. It's piercing and painful and hollow, that question... "why?".
Today I remind myself that it just is. No why, just is. I think it's enough to live. We will honor those that came before and provide for those that come after in the process.
So, Raina, today we're still here and we remember you.
