On Friday, I spent a lot of time thinking about the twins. I thought about all those I know who have lost babes. I wished that none of us knew about the date.
But I also spent a lot of time thinking about this little man. And squishing him, and playing with him, and listening to his little giggles … and invariable, forgetting to post what was on my mind.
And I found it strange that even a year later I still struggle to figure out how these two parts of me work together – how they weave together to make me me. Some days I think I have it mastered pretty well. Others, like Friday, I realize that I probably never will.
So while nothing got posted on Friday itself (despite my best intentions), please know you were all thought of and remembered …