On Saturday, Matt and I went to visit our daughter. When we got there, we realized that they had compacted the ground where she laid preparing it for her headstone. In the process, her temporary marker with her name and birthday on it got a little muddy. I asked Matt to go grab a paper towel out of the car to clean it. Well, the mud did not come off by just rubbing it with a dry paper towel. My very first thought was to wet the paper towel with the "magical mommy spit." It came right off! I smiled as I did it picturing her as a toddler with spaghetti sauce on her face and having to use the same method because I forgot to pack the wet wipes! Everyone has had their mom do this before! This was my time to get to do it.
A friend, and fellow Trisomy 13 mom, that I have "met" through blogging told me something that really stuck with me, so I hope she doesn't mind me sharing. She said, "Everyone has their story and everyones story is different. This is my story." This may not be what I envisioned for my life, I have to have faith that God knows what he is doing.
I wanted to share a couple pictures. The first one is of McKinley's shepherd's hooks (from our wedding), one with a hanging basket of pansies and the other one with her wind chime on it. As I stated in earlier posts, this was my way of making sure she got to hear lullabies. Matt and I also have the same wind chime (we bought 2) in our back yard. I now smile every time the wind blows. The second picture is of a spinner that we have in the tree that is above her.