A Final Goodbye

there is no new ground to till,

there are no new seeds to plant,

there will be no sweet harvest,

it's all been said and felt before,

I will ache until my dying breath,

goodnight my peanut,

goodnight my child,

rest among the Angels where you belong.

9:15pm, You Should Be Four

Happy Birthday Olivia!!! We celebrated your Fourth Birthday today with Pizza and Cake, just like I know you'd want to eat if you were here with us. As we pulled up to Memorial Park, Amelia blurts out "We goin to da Cemetery." It's just heartbreaking that your little sister has to even know those words. She shouldn't have to grow up in a world of loss, but how else can we keep your memory alive for her.

Amelia had a blast running round the cemetery even though it was bitter cold today, she was just excited to see the balloons and stuffed animals on all the children's graves. Oh how we miss you, a 'celebration' always tinged with sorrow. We love you and miss you every day!