It hasn't gotten easier. Not yet. Celia reminds me almost daily with, "It's not nice that Caleb is in Heaven. I want to see him." Life is hard! I was reading Momese the other day and got to a chapter about two women who had lost babies. It was hard not to cry - I was at work. I just recieved my last Share newsletter. It's weird that I'm being reminded more now, this month. It's hard when I see the little neighborhood kids running around without supervision. It's hard when I see angry mom's yelling at their kids in the store. It's hard when Celia asks me why she doesn't have brothers and sisters.