Oliver’s organs have finally been released. We’d been waiting to cremate him until we had all of him back, and now we finally do – almost eight weeks after his death. There was (is? will be? something?) a coroner’s inquest happening and I don’t really understand what that means….other than apparently it takes a long time to get your son’s body released. I hope we can get some answers soon. All the coroner told Brandon when they talked in the days following his death was that there were “things they didn’t understand” so there was an inquest happening. And that it would take six months to a year to get the final report.
It’s so hard to know how to feel about all of this.
Right now I have to finish a letter. We are both writing letters to have cremated with him and we are trying to drop those off to the funeral home in the next day or two. Which means I have to finish writing it. It’s not any harder than anything else…it’s just another hard thing. I am tired of the hard things.
Be Still 