somniloquence

I'm with shell on this one, right down the line. There is no timetable for grief, or for "healing," whatever that really means. A friend of mine told me once to imagine myself as a child and to hold the child and cuddle it and give it cookies. That helped a little, but then I started worrying that I didn't have fresh-baked cookies and that the milk might be going bad.

Keegan would have been a year old this coming Sunday. I only knew him for 8 months and I still miss him fiercely.

So, no, there is no timetable for grief, and no one can prescribe one for you.