One Pink Balloon

The weekend I found out I was pregnant, Mike and I had plans to visit a local plant nursery for Mango Madness.   The nursery had arranged fo...

I don't have any pictures of myself holding Kenley.   I didn't get to change her clothes or give her a bath.   I wish I had known th...

Getting out of bed today was more difficult that I thought it would be.  I wanted today to be a celebration of her life, but I didn't fe...

Last Sunday, Mike and I took a day trip with our friend to Leu Gardens  in Orlando.   If you have never been there (like me) and you're ...

Today was the day.   The funeral home called this morning and said she was ready.  I was on the back porch working on an art project when Mi...

For anyone who knows me, you know I have always written in order to sort through emotions.  For years, I kept journals.  My journals kept me...

For anyone wondering about the title of the blog, it stems from the memorial service we had for Kenley on Saturday.   My sister had the bril...