Shiva is sort of like a wake for Jewish people, except it lasts longer than one day. It's part of mourning. You can find out more about it by clicking on the link, if you're curious.
We went over to our friends' house tonight. They are sitting shiva for their son.
While trying to make sense of this, I found out about SUDC. We made a donation in his memory.
They are doing as well as can be expected, I guess. They are both coping in their own ways. It's hard. There was still baby stuff around the house -- a play pen, a high chair.
His mom said to me quietly that she knew we probably understand what they're going through more than anyone. They wrote a letter of reference for us to the adoption agency for our home study.
My biggest fear was that I would cry and she would comfort me. It happened a little. But I comforted her too.
It was good to see them living and dealing. I think I can be sad for them and yet still live my life. Because that is the best way to honor the short life of this little boy.