Dear Harvey,
The other day we were driving in the car and Vesta was talking about something she’d done. Referring to herself she ended,” …and that’s a pretty cool thing for a big sister”. And my heart broke. And my heart soared.
She and her best friend have marked this moving in together as the moment that their sisterhood begins. They have been waiting, with excitement and some trepidation, for this new iteration of their family to begin and the physical move into our new home was their threshold.
Vesta is a foot shorter and six months older than O, so she is technically the “big” sister. Yours and hers. She comes into this identity for herself only with another living child. And the delay of that, because she has been a big sister for 4 years and because you are dead, breaks my heart all over again. And this pronouncement and whatever their whispered, private conversations that brought them to the choosing the day sounded like, caulked that very crack.
Just like so many (all?) circumstances in our lives, she has what I wanted for her but in completely different, un-imagined form. Made even more beautiful and precious for its unplannedness. A sister. Two sisters. A family.
We miss you like crazy. And, of its even possible, love you even more.
Love,
Mom
Dear Harvey 
This is so moving and so very true about so many things in our life. We never know where the next step will lead or in what ways we will find what we thought we were looking for, or even what we had no idea we were looking for. Wishing you and your new blended family all the love and luck! One step at a time you are moving forward and bringing Harvey right along with you!
xoxox
Such a wonderful turn around–to have immediate balm for the latest break in your heart be provided by Vesta herself.
Blessings on you all💔❣💕💞💗