Today is the four year anniversary of the day our first born son and daughter (Quinn and Addison) were born. It is also the four year anniversary of their death. And though I never thought I'd feel at peace about our tragic parting, I'm pleased to say that today I am.
I do have my moments of sadness, but those moments don't present themselves as often as they have in the past, nor do I fall to pieces when I'm caught off guard.
All in all, my heart and mind are at peace.
I pray that I live a life that honors them, and always will. I pray and hope they know how much I/we love and miss them. And I hope they know that I/we carry them with us every single day.
Even though I'm sad about what this day means for our family, and what it always will, I'm at peace about where I/we are in our life.
So, while I might cry a few tears today, I'll also honor their memory by being fully present in this day; by not taking a single second with my son, husband, and family for granted.
Until we meet again, sweet babies, we love and miss you endlessly!!!