I wonder

 

hope is a wing

I saw this posted the other day and it made me think of Angel.  Her due date just passed again. 

If she was here I wonder what she would make of me, a baldie mom with cancer.  😢

 

She felt all the pain and kept choosing love

5 years

In some ways it feels like a lifetime ago, the day you were born. 

With memories bubbling to the surface, I feel the pain, the grief and the love just like yesterday.

Although I wish things were different, I am staying true to my promise that I will live on for you. Never has this been more true than in this fifth year.  

I love you and miss you, my sweet baby girl.

Every night

2016 Donation for Angel

I've been so inwardly focused these days, dealing with my cancer battle, that I haven't posted here as often.  As a coping mechanism, I have pushed my thoughts about Angel's 5th birthday to the side, as I can only deal with so much at a time.  But that didn't stop me from arranging for her annual donation!


My mom and I, for the second year in a row, have arranged to have backpacks donated for children in need, through my aunt's church.  One for a girl and one for a boy - aged 5/kindergarten, in remembrance. It makes me feel good that her memory is living on in this way. :)

Middle ground