This small symbol of our love for our lost angels reminded me that we are forever connected. No matter our differences, our spirits know the same loss. Soon, we will also know the same joy and love that comes with bringing home our babies. Amazing.
My day ended with some much-needed bonding time with an old friend, my oldest friend in fact. There is nothing like the history shared, the comfort and ease, that comes with friends who have walked through life with you for many years. This particular friend and I have had very different journeys when it comes to motherhood. Because of that, I find that we struggle to connect at certain times in our lives, not sure what to say all the time. But, what is always true is that we can undoubtedly come back together, settling into the warm comfort of a seasoned, tested, and strong friendship.
I am grateful for so many gifts in my life. By far, some of my greatest gifts are my friends, old and new.