Because of our sweet girl, so much good is happening; Norah won't let something as small as death stop her from showing the world how awesome she is.

I thought there was no way we could fall more in love with our daughter and each other every single day — our broken hearts reshaping around our new family, part of which is in heaven.

And then we did.

As of this writing your shirt purchases have raised $470 for the RMH, and there are still 10 days left to order shirts! My heart explodes a little bit every time we see that another shirt has been purchased. The Ronald McDonald House is so dear to us. 

365 days ago you came into our existence in a moment that filled us with a holy mix of fear, hope, and nervous excitement.

We had no idea what our lives were going to look like, we just knew that this was BIG. 

And you know what? We weren't wrong.

Before Norah was born, we were given a tour of both the NICU and the Ronald McDonald House. Being naively optimistic, we approached both from the perspective of, "Thanks for showing us, but those are for other people."

Turns out, we were the 'other people'.

Today marks three months since Norah went to play with the angels. 
Three. Months.

These three months have taught us so much about life, family, faith, and love. 

We've also been learning about grief these past three months, and it's time for me to share a little of what we've learned.

I could write about each of these insights for days, but right now I'll keep it to a digestible overview of the three biggest things we've learned so far.