This pisses me off.

Last week in a small town near me, a 18 year old boy shook his 2 month old son to death. That makes me so angry. I can handle pregnant women(as long as they don't take their babies for granted) but people who abuse and kill their own children need to be beaten within an inch of their own life. I would do anything to have a few more moments with Sara. But this idiot boy kills his son out of frustration. He was arrested on capital murder charges. I hope he's castrated, he shouldn't have more children. I know plenty of couples who would have loved to adopt a baby from some kids who weren't prepared for the responsibilities of parenthood. Instead an innocent baby is dead.

For your viewing pleasure...

Ethan & my 13 year old cat, Brody. Such love! Such disdain.

Ethan eating avocado - yum!


Ethan playing air guitar.


Sorry the pictures/captions aren't lining up properly. I don't have time right now to fix it, Gotta scurry.

Remembering...

Yesterday Ethan & I took my car in for an oil change. We waited in the little lobby. An older(late 40's-early 50's) man came in. We made small talk - weather, housing prices. I was holding Ethan on my lap. The man asked if Ethan was my only child. I figured I'd never see him again, so I said yes. He said that I was very lucky. Then I had to speak up, I told him we lost our first daughter. He paused for a moment and then said, " So did we." She died a week before her due date. His wife had some health issues, so they never tried again. I told him that I was very sorry to hear that. He said that it was the hardest thing in the world, he & his wife still talk about their daughter. Then other people came into the lobby, I agreed that it was the hardest thing, paid my bill & left.


I get it Sara, I'll always talk about you!

1 Year 5 months

since my beautiful daughter has been gone. I think about her everyday. Sometimes it hurts so much - why was our daughter taken from us?? The pain can still be so raw. Other times I'm at peace, I know Sara will always be a part of our life, a part of our family.

I miss you my sweet Sara.