When people say they would give their lives for child, I knew it "up here" (points to head). I didn't get it "here" (points to heart).
Now that have lost my "first child" and I see the heartache that Eliza is suffering, I get a bit of it.
I also know that I am the only tether Eliza has to her sister and to this world. And she's holding on oh so vocally.
That being said, I'm having "unemployment issues" which may impact my solvency. And if I can't feed me, I sure can't feed her.
What's the answer? I don't know. It was excruitatingly painful beyond measure to put Peeps down. Maybe if we "survivors" go down together, it won't be so bad... We won't know till we find out, eh?