The Spring...it used to be my favorite time of year. It's "no weather" in Arizona...not too hot, not cold. Weather you can hang with friends outside with a cocktail or relax by the pool without sweating like crazy or what I'll always remember...sitting in the backyard with my sweet munchkin, Taylor. We'd swing on the hammock and I'd tell her all about the trees and the flowers. The wind would blow and she'd take a little gasp and look around in wonder. The bright lights and sounds she loved so much. I'd tell her all about the swimming pool and how her Daddy couldn't wait to teach her how to swim. Such joy. And now Spring brings such a sadness, such a longing for the sweet baby girl who touched so many lives. I hear the birds chirping and I have to search deep down in my soul for a smile. A smile that I know she'd want me to have. And a smile that I know would make her smile...but it's just not the same.
I can't believe it's been almost a year. The days blow by and that "anniversary" looms. The day we lost our sweet baby girl...will forever bring a new sadness to Spring.
While the sadness is always there, I keep trying to remind myself of all the lives she touched. My counselor shared a poem with me the last time I saw her. She said it made her think of Taylor...
"The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt" - Frederick Buechner