Today

One year ago, we learned that our son had died. Today, my tummy was alive with movement. This is a strange day, because as much as I miss my Henry, I enjoy the hope that I have for his little brother Isaac. I honor one child's memory, and I celebrate the life of another.

All of this on a beautifully lit Spring day - friends at my side, money in my pocket, food in my stomach, one more Grad class down, and two of my favorite television shows on tonight. Despite the grief that I carry today, I am able to count my blessings.

Today was hard, but not as hard as "today" one year ago. I'm thankful for that.

MWM Turns 30