Woman: It's hard, isn't it? Learning to live without them?
Man: Yeah, it's hard making new memories. You know, like it's not fair to them.
Woman: I think, it's not fair to them not to. I mean, they'd want that, wouldn't they? They'd want to know that we face their absence with dignity, grace.
Man: Yeah, well the truth is, I'm not sure I've been that gracious about any of it.
Woman: You're still here, aren't you? Still finding your way? That's about as much grace as anyone can ask.
Second, a conversation between a father and son (also from One Tree Hill, also out of context):
Dad: You miss him?
Son: Yeah . . .
Dad: It's hard when you miss people, but you know if you miss 'em, that means you're lucky. It means you had someone special in your life. Someone worth missing.
Son: Yeah, I guess, I just don't like the missing part so much.
Dad: Yeah, me neither.
There isn't an abundance of references to childloss in pop culture (because it really doesn't happen, now does it?), and we get swept under the rug. So I have to find inspiration where I can. Things that apply to how I'm feeling, words that hit me to my very core.
At the end of the day, I'm still here and still finding my way. And most importantly, Dylan is definitely someone worth missing. (And so are all of your babes . . . for all you babyloss mommas reading this, in case no one has told you lately, your dignity and grace inspire me.)