When I crossed the threshold into the Wilson house for the first time, I was accepted as family. They loved Merritt as their own. It's been incredible to experience their love and acceptance, and inspiring that Erin loves me enough to share them with me. And me with them.
And when we couldn't think about that anymore, we found ourselves contemplating the universe. Its size and complexity. Its existence. Much like our family, huge and entangled. And here, all 50+ of us, without him.
A year, now. And somehow that concept, much like the universe, hasn't gotten any easier to comprehend.