Sometimes, when I read back over my old posts I think "Wow, what a happy, wonderful little family". Which is true, but isn't the whole story. There are always highs and lows, bright spots and amazing milestones peppered with frustration, lack of sleep and black days. There is also the occasional low that reaches beyond the little bumps in the road and makes the whole family stop, and want to wrap their arms around each other. That is how Sean and I are feeling right now, as we grieve for Tony, Jami and the loss in their nuclear family. My heart is swollen with all of the feelings that are so hard to express, and I know that my feelings don't begin to touch the magnitude of theirs. So today, while I fume about teeth-brushing battles and nag over messes, I also feel how small these problems really are and embrace them greatfully. I am glad to have every one of them.
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