Mommy?
Tonight Dusty was downstairs, the children were in bed sleeping (or at least they were supposed to be!) and I was sitting on my bed writing in my Journal. And of course the tears were flowing. They always do when I write in my Journal. I was so lost in my own thoughts and feelings I almost didn't hear it the first time. From the darkness in Aaron room it came again. "Mommy?" sniff sniff "Yes Aaron?" "Mommy can I get you the tissues?" Silence. More tears. "No Aaron I think I'm OK' but thank you sweetie." "Are you sure Mommy? Cuz it sounds like you might needs some tissues." "No Aaron I'm OK but thank you for taking such good care of Mommy. Now go to sleep please it's late." " Ok Mommy" I have said it so many times since we lost Baby Colette and I'm saying it again. How grateful I am for my Aaron and my Bridgett. How I could have made it through this trial with out them to love, an...