It's hard to believe it's been a year since we said goodbye in that sad, sad hospital room, reeling from the shock of what was happening. Not sure which is harder to believe - that it's already been a year, or that it's only been a year. It's like we've been in a time warp of the longest and hardest days and nights, and a fog of grief and shock just surviving, adjusting to a new reality without the most beautiful mother, wife, sister, daughter, aunt, cousin, niece, friend....
As I reflect on the last year, I know Nanelle would be so proud of her family, and in awe of their strength and resilience, and I know it would warm her heart to see them surrounded with much love and support, to see their smiles, to hear their laughs. She was such an example of strength and courage and love, and I see that also shining through in all those that loved her.
When it all gets to be too much, I remember that we are so lucky to have had the time with her that we did. While I wish we could have had more, I am so incredibly grateful for the gift of all the memories and moments we did have together. She is a beacon of light and love that I know will continue to fill our hearts forever.
"In these moments of heartbreaking grief, I remember the only reason we have an empty space is because we were blessed with someone who loved us so beautifully it occupied an entire part of our soul." - Chelsea Ohlemiller