Your child joins your life.
You don't join theirs.

My husband died on January 4th, 2019. My son was four and a half months old. We were supposed to go to Whistler that month — MLK weekend, our first family ski trip. That trip didn't happen. A lot of things didn't happen that winter. What happened instead was that my friend called. She had a house in Cabo. I'd been there the years before when I'd visited without a baby, without any of this. She said come. She had a car. She had a second bedroom and a second set of hands and a