A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam.

For a brief moment it's glory and beauty belong to our world.

But then it flies on again, and though we wish it could have stayed, we feel so lucky just to have seen it.

Monday, September 17, 2018

We still hold you close, my child. 
Your big sister is eleven years old now, and has started grade six. 
I was touched to see that on her "About Me" project for school she described herself as, among other things, a Sister. 
So many think of Karis as an only child, but she is truly a surviving/ living child. A sibling.
Although she was little when you were here, she still remembers you and holds space in her heart for you.
We all do.

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