I really don't grieve well.  I don't like it.  I actually feel grief, physically.  When its a breakup I'm mourning, for example, my skin burns.  When its a loved one its full body pain.  Like I've been beaten with a baseball bat.  Its taken a bit, more than a few days I'll admit, but its getting easier.  For both me and Conan.  I know it helped me to get Sydney's ashes back.  It feels like he's home.

I really want to thank everyone for their thoughts, be it here, on Plurk, on Ravelry, on my phone.  Its so touching to know how many peoples' lives my little man touched, even over the internet, and how many people care about me.  It helped a lot.  While cleaning off my desktop computer's hard drive the other day I came across some pictures of him and Conan when they were younger.  It made me smile.  I'm going to have to post some of them here at some point.

So really, other than coping, I've been doing my darnedest to stay busy.  Not so easy in this economy, but I'm going to keep trying.  I have been knitting away rather diligently on my Lady Eleanor stole.  How come no one told me that entrelac was fun?!?  (I know Heather, you did.  I just didn't listen.) 

Anyway, thats my update for right now.  Sorry its not so detailed or anything, but I really just wanted to thank everyone for being so supportive.