If Tears Could Build A Stairway
If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane
We would walk right up to heaven
And bring you back again
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say goodbye
You were gone before we knew it
And only God knows why
Our hearts still ache in sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know
But now we know you want us
To mourn for you no more
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store
Since you'll never be forgotten
We pledge to you today
A hallowed place within our hearts
Is where you'll always stay
This morning as Max and I were waiting in the never-ending line at the Post Office, I was thinking how it would be to do these sorts of errands with two toddlers. Max doesn't like the Post Office and going there with him takes great consideration and you must go with the mindset that you might not actually last there long enough to do what you need to. Add in a 15 month old and things could have been ugly... But then it occurred to me that if Ellie was still alive, I wouldn't have been at the Post Office today. I was there to open a PO Box for Ellie's Light. So much of what my days consist of now, is only there because Ellie is not. Moving, putting together the cookbook, Ellie's Light, messaging other BLM's, it's all because Ellie died. Aidan's Mommy Natasha, said today, she just can't believe this is her life. I agree. How did my life get to be this way? We shouldn't have met with our realtors this morning. I shouldn't have been at the Post Office today. I shouldn't even be writing these words. But I am. And I still can't believe it.
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Remembering April 1st, 2010
I have an especially hard time believing it when I look at pictures from just one year ago. One year ago today, was the first day that was nice enough to take the kids to the park. My mom brought our nephew, Evan, down after dinner and we all walked down to the park. It was Ellie's first trip to the park...
She's not too sure about this "park" everyone keeps speaking of...
Here comes the tears and the lip... :(
One of the few times Max agreed to get in the wagon...
Ellie holding on to her blankie for dear life as we make our way to the park. Little cuddle-bug
Max and Daddy
Little Peanut's 1st ride on the swings- she didn't really care!