10 years ago, on this day, I was here:
It was every bit as amazing as you might imagine. We stood on the deck and looked out over Paris, with nothing pressing on the agenda other than "where do we go from here?"
9 years ago, on this day, I was here:
My first baby. At 11:11 am Reed made his way into this world and our lives were completely and amazingly changed. We love this guy and it has been a privilege to watch him grow up, to share our lives with him and to help prepare him to find his own way in the world someday.
7 years ago, on this day, we mourned:
Kirk's mom, Barb, passed away suddenly on Reed's 2nd birthday. She was his biggest fan and unfortunately never met her granddaughters Lauren and Grace. She was a wonderful woman who was incredibly proud of her two sons. She loved to cook. She could crochet and knit with the best of them. She always had her nails painted. We know she is our guardian angel, and we miss her dearly. Not a day goes by that we don't think of her.
One date on the calendar, May 16th. Much like one might describe a "loaded word," May 16th is like that for us with so many memories and bittersweet emotions attached. On this day we remember the love and laughter of one of our moms; we remember the excitement and overwhelming love that surged from us as we entered into parenthood; and, we remember the sunny day when we stood on top of the Eiffel Tower, looking out over Paris, and our whole future stretched before us.