A chronicle of my journey of learning to live again after the loss of my precious daughter, Hudson, and my attempt to find meaning in her death
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Days of Thanks #28
Today I am grateful because last night, when Jackson was bidding his good nights, he said, "Night, night, Poppy!" and then one second later, totally unprompted and out of the blue, he said, "Night, night, Hudson!" My children. They are something else.