Friends...the gift one has when the world around you feels empty. Especially in a world where you feel as if your most treasured gifts have been taken away. We spent Friday night at an event for a family that lost their son a few weeks back. He missed his 4th birthday by days and sounded like a boy with a spirit that could
light up a room. I sat at this event and watched the hundreds of people that rallied in his honor, many of them who never had the honor to meet him or his parents. Some there because their hearts were broken from a near and dear loss, some there because of a desire to do something, and then the some that touch my heart every day. These some were there because they remember, they remember, how the loss of our sweet munchkin rocked our home and rocked our community. They remember the visible anguish we felt and can still see the anguish deep within our souls. They, like Mark and I, want to take just one ounce of that pain away from those parents, their friends, cousins, or grandparents. So whether we knew them or not, we were touched today by another angel. Because while it's been almost 20 months, the wounds are still raw and every scene reminds us of what it's like to lose your most treasured gift. And in our case, what it was like to
lose our sweet baby girl, Taylor Paige.