1.01.2013

Grateful

The last few years, I have chosen a word for the year.  The first year it was hope.  I needed hope that we would get through the year after Willow’s death.  Last year, the word was faith.  I needed to have faith that we would get to bring our rainbow home.  This year, I am choosing grateful.  I want to purposefully choose to be grateful each day.  I want to enjoy the moments at home with the boys.  I want to be grateful, that I get to watch Ian grow and learn each day.  I need to remind myself how grateful I am for my family that supports us and my friends that I can lean on.  2012 was an amazing year and I feel so blessed.   I look forward to what 2013 has in store for us. 

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Ian NYE 2013

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9.24.2012

Second Angel Anniversary

 

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Two years ago we met you and said goodbye.  Today is still hard, as have the days leading up to your birthday.  Even with your little brother keeping me busy, I still miss you.  In him I see you. I wish today that I had both of you here to love on.  Happy birthday, Willow Ann! 

7.10.2012

Sweet Words

My sweet friend Erika, sent me this poem she found.  It made her think of Willow and I think it is so sweet.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Mary Elizabeth Frye