There is no doubt that we six are on the mend. There is no doubt that Ben is healing our hearts at a speed and pace that nothing else could have other than a time machine and a better outcome for Freddie. Looking at them all baby worshiping yesterday, I said that I felt like I had done something in having him which was a good thing. And Fran said simply “yes, he’s made us all happy again.”
You can’t argue with that. It’s amazing what changes a baby makes in a house. It’s amazing how engrossing it is, how much they all love just looking at him and interacting with him already, even when it is just glimpses of eyes and little hand squeezes. They are amazing big sisters to Ben. They deserved so much better than having to live without one brother but, being the optimistic souls they are, they know how to be grateful for and welcoming to the one they have.
It Ben and Max who are healing my heart the most though. I’m almost knocked to my knees every time I see them together and if anything… anything… separates them ever, I think I will wrench the universe from its moorings to get revenge for it. We have done enough. I will not tolerate any more sad in this house.
I will not.