So now it's December and I no longer have a reason to be irrationally angry at those people and businesses who had all their Christmas decorations up at the beginning of November. Not that I will stop being irrationally angry, but I no longer have a rational reason. There is only one window in our whole house that I can look out and not see Christmas lights.
Today I met with a fundraiser from our library to hand over a donation. I first called to start the process about a month ago and when I choked out that I wanted to make a donation in memory of my son who died at birth instead of awkward silence or a lame "I'm sorry", I was greeted with understanding. The coordinator, G, had been wonderful to deal with ever since. Her 21 year old son died 13 years ago and she revealed today that she also had a late term pregnancy loss as well so she more than understands. With her help, there will be a spot in out lovely new library where I can go to see Reid's name whenever I want and hopefully it will help D to remember her little brother too.