I hesitate to say it out loud.
But early this evening, the blessed moment arrived.
She started playing with her stacking cups.
When I, for the 379th time, gave her the stacking cups and imitated what to do with them… she actually took the cup and tentatively stacked it on the others.
I tried to contain my excitement for fear of frightening her.
We did have a lot of tears today. Maybe even more than yesterday.
Poppy is most definitely grieving hard and I’d much rather her feel safe expressing that than being too afraid to let it out.
Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings for Miss Poppy G. Thanks so much for the sweet and knowledgeable comments y’all left. I can’t tell you what an encouragement those have been.
P.S. Please forgive my crazy hair. Like I said, some things I just can’t do one-handed.