There was always something healing about his tenderness. The echos of my son’s goodness still reverberate in the cathedral of my soul. Mitchie would have turned 20 today. I often wonder what he would be like if he were still here. I can paint a picture in my mind and my heart flutters and breaks, and somehow finds it’s way back together again. I know he’d be 20 today, but he will always be 10 in my heart. I miss my little boy but am grateful that we had him for almost 11 years.

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Grief and gratitude perform a delicate dance. At least for me, whenever I grieve, I’m either the observer or the dancer. Today is one of those days I’m trying to dance but stumbling over pebbles. I’m okay but I’m not okay. And that’s okay. That’s part of being human. #mitchellsjourney #babiesmadeofsand