Our visit with Johnny

How we live our lives and move on through hardships truly is up to each one of us,and as we approached the cemetery to visit our sweet Johnny's grave, my heart was being pulled in so many directions.  Memories of the day he was born, his sickness, the day we brought him to his final resting place, how I felt when I had to say a final goodbye knowing I would no longer see him in the physical form; then onto hope, the love I have and will always have for him, and a feeling of uncertainty of what I would feel when I set my eyes on the marker that is placed over his grave. 

It is a confirmation to those who walk by that my little boy was here, so full of life, and oh so very loved.  That is some small way makes me feel good. 

So, through many tears, as we looked down at the stone that displays his beautiful name we chose to celebrate his much too short life. 

The kids had some balloons, something I'm sure Johnny would have loved, and we released them for him, then watched as they floated out of sight. 

Keep on smiling, at least that is the goal.  :) 

 They sparkled as the sun glistened on them while they danced around in the clear blue sky.  I cried and smiled all at the same time as we tried to spot them when they were out of our view.  

 Missing and loving him, keeping him close in our hearts.  This is what keeps us going, loving each other in the process. 











It was a good visit.  My heart still aches, I think it always will, but each new day brings just that....Something New, and the future doesn't have to be grim.  I am full of so much hope.  I pray we are continuing to shine brightly through this tough time in our life.  It's not always easy, but it's something we strive for.  I hope you can feel our hope, and our love through this, as we try to help you all to be a part of what we are going through.  Love to you all.