Even in the midst of great tragedy, life goes on and God has blessed me with a great reminder of my future. My youngest turned five last week. FIVE. Those five years happened in the blink of an eye. But that blink was filled with so much immense joy. This little of mine has me laughing until my sides hurt almost daily. And though he wipes off my kisses, he is full of love and mischief. He and my other boys are my future and my heart.
Do you have any special traditions for birthdays? (I think this flag thing is a winner for us.) xo