Thoughts

I have been thinking about my babies again. Not that I ever really stop, it's just that sometimes I think about them a lot during the day, and other times its a little less in your face. But I think that there is something big coming. They keep being front and center in my thoughts. Like they are trying to get my attention. Last night I dreamt about Taylor. he was a big boy. And so beautiful. He had the cutest little face. I miss that face. And sometimes in my dreams, I see a fuzzy little kid out of the corner of my eye. I really can't wait to meet him. To finally see my other little boy. I want that so much.

Tomorrow is the three year anniversary of Taylor's death. It seems crazy to think that three years has passed and the world is still spinning and life is still going on. And yet it is. Brett and I are living our lives, playing with our puppies and working at our jobs. We laugh and joke and enjoy our life together. Even though that piece of the puzzle is missing right now, we know where it is. The picture will never be complete here, no matter what, but we haven't lost it. Taylor is still our son and is still our baby. We love him and miss him, but we have realized that life does not stop just because some one cannot be with us, and that is the way it should be. We are grateful for his life, we are happy he is ours' and we are still living our lives even though he is apart from us. Because Temple covenants allow us to have him forever.