Tomorrow we are leaving for a vacation at the Wisconsin Dells. We were there last year and had a fantastic time. We are looking forward to resting and relaxing, as well as spending time with some dear friends.
Everything about this vacation makes me think of Hannah. Tomorrow Hannah would have been three months old. It still breaks my heart to think that she is gone. She should be with us on our vacation, but instead our family picture will look the same as it did last year, right before I got pregnant with her. There will be just five people in the picture, not six.
Of course, we thought our dreams of ever going on vacation again vanished when Hannah was born. There was no way we could do this with two special needs children. But now that she is gone, we have a bit more ability to do things like this. So, again, I am drawn to thinking of Hannah, and how her death actually made this vacation possible.
I guess all big events in our family will make me think of Hannah--how she should be here with us, or how her being gone affects our lives. And so it should be; she is a part of us that will never be forgotten.
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