One Year Later

When I woke up this morning I had no clue what I was going to wear, but I did know that I will spend my day adorned in blue, because blue was Beau’s favorite color. It was a year ago today Beau and his sister Calyx were taken from us entirely too soon.

There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about Beau. His death affected my life more than I ever imagined.

If I told you that this tragedy hasn’t changed my role as a mother in my daughter’s life, I’d be lying. Those days that I feel the pressure of trying to “do it all,” I take a step back and take a look at what really matters in my life.

I wake up every morning to the sound of my daughter calling my name, which is one of the sweetest sounds in the world {even if it is before the sun comes up.} My body tingles and I get butterflies in my stomach as she tells me she loves me and that I am her best friend in the world.

As I am about to become a mother for the second time, I know that those feelings are just going to multiply even more than I could have ever possibly imagined. I will have two little people that I am responsible for. Two little girls that will never have a day go by without hearing that I love them.

Nearly a year ago I wrote this post as I tried to come to grips with what happened and mourned the loss of Beau and his sister. I now look back a year later and thank him for teaching me how to love.

Because love is what truly matters.