This is my life

I spoke to my Dad on the phone and told him about my weekend. We had spent 24 hours with family members who have a 6 year old and two 3 year old's between them. Jasmine would have loved it. And I would have so loved seeing her enjoy herself and interact with them. She would be nearly two, so all of that would be starting to happen for her.
I told Dad it was lovely being around children, but so so painful at the same time. He told me that each time I do it I'll get a little more used to it, 'without Jazzie'
It hit me hard..... he's right. I have to get used to the constant pain that is my life now that she has gone. The enormity of that fact is almost too much to bear.