It’s been eleven months now since Doria died. I’ve been wondering lately what in the world I actually learned, so a week of reflection led to the formulation of this idea. What follows here are 11 lessons that I’ve learned over the last 11 months of this massive surprise. They aren’t in a particular order other than the one that I scribbled down onto a page, just in case anyone is looking for rankings or significance there. Simply 11 months and 11 lessons:
1. It is hard to believe this all happened, from conception to death. We weren’t supposed to be able to have children. I still remember when we wondered why Becky was sick, because it looked so much like pregnancy, but that wasn’t possible, so it didn’t make much sense. The wonder and excitement of the news still amazes me, and watching God provide every time we started to wonder about the next part, and see mother and daughter growing perfectly month by month was just perfect. Often, it’s hard to believe that part actually happened, and it’s hard to believe that our perfect little miracle died. The odds were so much in Doria’s favor, except that it wasn’t going to be that way. The reality of all that is still pretty unreal.