Happy Birthday.

 Some days I struggle to find gratitude. You would be 10 years old today my girl.

Still, I am thankful for the powerful impact you’ve had on my life, even in the short time you were here.

I miss you.
Every. Single. Day.

Love, Mama

Rainbows and Funerals

 I feel raw this time of year.

The sunlight pouring in this morning cast a beautiful prism rainbow across her picture, in a way I had never seen.

A little gift for my soul.  

Today’s morning light was remarkably similar to the morning light 8 years ago today, the day my life was forever changed.

On Sunday, our dear friend and neighbor Dick Taylor died.  We were blessed to have one last visit.  His breath was labored, his brow furrowed, yet there was a powerful peace in his home.  Ruby held one of his hands and I held the other, the love present was visceral.  He adored Ruby, and we ALL adored him. 

As I was leaving I caught a glimpse of Lizzy's photo on his fridge. Be still my heart.

When Ruby was in second grade she wanted to tell Dick all about her baby sister and she gave him a photo. He has kept it there all these years.

A few hours later, I was again blessed to attend him briefly after he died.  His brow now smooth, his body no longer struggling.  Peace persisted.  

A wonderful neighbor and even better friend- You will be so missed Dick. https://www.amundsonfuneralhome.com/obituary/richard-taylor

Transitions into and out of our body are sacred.  

Tethered by our breath

We live.