I have so much I want to say.

We are fast approaching Asher's first birthday. And I have so much on my mind and in my heart. So much to say. Realizing the date, I thought back to this time last year. Wow, I was huge. And miserable.

What a difference a year makes.

Last April, I had to say goodbye to my Cille. I still tear up typing that. I miss her so much. The story of the timing of Asher's birth and Cille's passing still takes my breath away.

And this April, Rusty has to say goodbye to his Granddad. It's fitting, though. Ashes to ashes, right?

Just today, I sent words of one of my favorite hymns to Rusty's mom. Hoping she could find comfort from them. And tonight, while looking back here, I realized that I put those same words on the post about Cille's final days.

That takes my breath away. Life takes my breath away. In good ways and not-so-good ways.

And right now, I want to pause and remember where we came from. Those that love us. The circle of life; for that's how it was meant to be.

The life and birth that comes with spring reminds me of our new little life sleeping under our roof. And those we say goodbye to, they are a part of him. And a part of us. For always.

Rest in peace, loved ones.