As I listen to the spring rain wash away the remnants of winter, I think about how the chaos of the last two years is just beginning to slow down. Not that life is less busy, in fact quite the opposite is true. Instead of doctor’s visits or funeral arrangements our schedules are beginning to fill up with, well, life. And it's good.

Happy Easter, baby girl! I can’t even begin to imagine what the Easter celebration is like in heaven. Do you do paint eggs? Is there a huge meal? Please tell me peeps aren’t allowed in heaven, because… just no.

Oh my sweet girl, today you are one!

365 days ago, we were dreaming of your first year – of getting to hold you, teach you, and eagerly watch you grow – smiling as you learn and explore the world around you.

That did happen, Norah, except you weren’t the one being held, taught, or loved on.
We were.

My darling, what a year you have given us.

Time is truly incredible, Norah. One year ago your daddy and I were praying for time to slow so we could keep you safe in my belly, while also eagerly anticipating holding you in our arms for the first time.

We enter this February again filled with trepidation and anticipation.

You’re in the double digits now, sweet girl – ten months old today! It’s hard to believe we’re only two months away from your first birthday.  

Today also marks the beginning of a new year — a year we had hoped you would see.

I still have dreams of decorating the house, setting up the tree, and watching the wonder of Christmas in your eyes for the first time. Of visiting your grandparents and watching as they spoil you with treats and toys. Of being joyfully exhausted after bringing you to all your first holiday experiences.

Our Thanksgiving this year may not have been anything like what we had hoped it would be, but sweetheart, we still have so much to be thankful for.