25 Years of the Cherry on the top of the ice cream

Emily's birthday always makes me remember that grief has a beginning and an end. A whole year of complete darkness broke into the brightness of full day. How can the same heart that was consumed in sadness, love so deeply, the next baby. Emily yanked me out of my sober sadness and whirled me into a dance of craziness and mirth that I had no expectation of before that. She is a rollercoaster ride and a strange mix of mirth and madness. I love her and I remember the first moment that she showed herself to us. I said to Ben, can we handle such a strong willed child? He said we better get ready! It has been a crazy fun ride and is still crazy fun!