Happy Birthday Little Man

Today is my chubba wubbas birthday.

3 years ago my Little Man joined our family. He was a welcome addition and spoiled rotten!

He was loved by his sisters. More than he could even know or even comprehend.

They loved to hold him and mother him and take care of him.

And especially watch movies with him and act silly.

Sometimes it hurts too much. But sometimes I can feel some peace.

He would be 3 years old today. 

I seriously can't believe that he has been gone for 2 years. 

Is it really possible that we have survived that long?

Today Mikenna wrote this:

I can't believe how big Mikenna is getting. When did she grow up? When did she start writing and spelling and putting sentences and thoughts together without prompting?

And my Friends left me this:

What did I do to deserve the greatest friends and family in the world? That would take the time to collect over 50 letters of memories and the most kind thoughts for me on this day. I appreciate all that you all do for me. My eyes were blurred with tears, my cheeks stained with mascara, and my shirt sopping wet from my boogers.

Just when I thought that all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and NEVER come out, I am reminded of the love that is given and shared through all of you.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. 

We went to the cemetery like Mikenna said and wrote notes to Daxton to send to heaven on balloons. 

Savannah said, "I love you Daxton. I miss you."

Mikenna's said, "I love you Daxton. I liked going on walks with you. I miss you."

Mine went something like this, "My chubba wubba, how I miss you. Watch over us. Take care of us. And save me a spot up there next to you. Love, mom." (and some other stuff :))

My little brother said it best, "I am so glad that you had Isabella because I don't know what I would have done without her. I love her." Ain't that the truth. We all have broken hearts and they have been healing over the past few years. 

Someday, Just not Today. Although it sure would be nice if it were. 

Survivor

I am a survivor. 

I am in this for the long haul. 

I will not quit. 

I will not be run over. 

I am a good person. 

I will stand up for what I believe. 

I will fight for what I deserve. 

I will be stronger and better. 

I will beat this. 

I will not be overcome. 

Because that is what I do. 

Because 

I. AM. A. SURVIVOR.

Today is brought to you by Alphabe Thursday

Change

Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% what you do with it. 

I won't bore you with the details, but change has been occurring all around me.

It is interesting because life happens.

The good, the bad, the ugly, the crap, the happy, the devastating. 

And you can either let it happen TO YOU or you can take it by the horns and beat it.