Today marks the 7th anniversary of Margot’s passing. It gets marginally easier to exist every year. But this day, more so than her birthday, for me at least, brings a heavy sadness. I have three other children for whom I need to be present, when all I want to do is crawl into a ball for 24 hours.
We (almost entirely with the help of our gracious, generous friends) created some musical artifacts with which to remember Margot. Here they are:
