Our first born, our first love, our one and only Evan. Asymp; Leave a comment. Merry Christmas, sweet Evan. Our first Christmas with a little one in the house. As I lay here in bed with your baby sister sleeping so soundly on my chest, my heart is so full. Natural of course, but a balance of emotions for sure. Asymp; Leave a comment.

Look out for a herd of customised elephants at designjunction2015. Painted, patterned, and accessorised by 21 world-renowned designers and architects who have added their personal touch to the iconic Eames Elephants donated by Vitra.

Ses nouvelles grimaces, son sourire de plus en plus volontaire. Les photos de Paul, figées dans le temps. Images de ses premières semaines, de ses seules semaines. Son visage figé, inconscient, des derniers jours. Les petits bonheurs du quotidien.

A journey of faith, hope, and grief. God heals the broken hearted and bandages their wounds. I am a 26 year old wife to my husband Chad and a mother to five beautiful children. Three that are here with us and two that are in Heaven. On the morning of July 6th, 2014, mine and my husbands first year wedding anniversary I woke up to Audrey needing to nurse. I fed her, gave her a kiss and we went back to sleep.

In memory of my daughter Zia Sarai Joseph. By This Little Light of Mine. Six years ago while I was pregnant with my first child, my son, Brady , there was a point where I thought he was a girl and we were going to name him Zia. I kept a pregnancy journal at that time which is now a sort of. Journal for my son to read when he gets older. By This Little Light of Mine. Dreams, thoughts, how am i? So I did what I.

Katya runs the BMW Frankfurt Marathon. I gave all I had on Sunday, and finished in 4. The Lullaby Trust Gap Analysis Research Project.

Celebrating a life; gaining courage to live. Follow Granting Courage on WordPress. My King of Great Courage. Losing Lucy and Finding Hope. I wonder though, is it true that they all can not exist at the same time? Must we constantly shut out the past to make room for the future? Or, is it possible for our hearts to expand and allow these two to exist simultaneously.

I have been hiding out. Every part of my being has resisted writing about this since November 8th. It has been a long, dark road from there for me. Fear of the unknown, fear of judgment, fear of offending someone. Please understand that this is my point of view based on my life experiences. Walking a mile in my shoes and all that. I have made it three years, survived the un.