It's just started raining here, a drab, overcast kind of day. Fitting, really. Today is November 17, 2009, exactly 17 months since we said goodbye to Dylan. (Yes, I know I said I'd stop counting before, but I also said that that probably wasn't true). My mom told me last week that it was my brother's birthday (I'm awful about remembering those things). He would be 35 years old. Evidently, a bereaved mother NEVER stops counting. So, Happy Belated Birthday Alan. Hope that your nephew celebrated right along with you!
The leaves are falling, Thanksgiving is coming up. I just wanted to share something I'm thankful for today. Holly, a fellow babylost mommy, e-mailed me this beautiful picture that I wanted to share: