Celebrating an Angel

It's Boston's 6th heavenly birthday.

This is the first year that Braylin has actually asked questions about how and why...

I told her that Boston was her big brother.

Although her questions were hard to answer, her little 

3 year old mind found peace once I mentioned that Boston was with Jesus in heaven.

She smiled. 

I knew by the look on her face that she still doesn't really understand and that's ok.

She'll feel it in her heart someday.

We will continue our annual balloon release and honor that 

baby angel in heaven, who saved our lives. 

We will never be the same again, and for that

we owe all glory to God.

Thank you, baby Boston.

We love you.

We will hold you in heaven.

HAPPY 6TH BIRTHDAY, BABY.

1,2,3! Bye balloons!

watching our bday balloons fly to the heavens
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY ANGEL

Every year. EVERY SINGLE YEAR when I go to visit Boston on his birthday, the train drives by.
I'll take it as a sweet hello from my 1st baby who changed by my life. A toot from that train's whistle
is music to my ears and a reminder of how blessed we are because of that sweet baby boy.