"We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey. ~Kenji Miyazawa

Moving forward past these posts about sweet Pablo has been exceptionally difficult.Painful.I found it to be much the same after Baby Luke,Thomas and Sol Merie.It feels strangely disloyal in some illogical,unreasonable way.But tonight I begin,having lost another piece of myself in the process but tonight I begin simply because I can.Time, as of late, has been filled with making the most of our days together.All the while, knowing full well that these amazing families,each at various junctures in their grieving,would want nothing else.They infact,would expect nothing less.For it is in the living of our moments, fully and authentically, that we best pay tribute to the lives of their little loves.So we have celebrated the birthdays of Mark and Matt and we have watched fireworks in commemoration of our great nations very own birth but mostly we have looked to Miss Zoey with more wonder and more joy and more gratitude.Blessed that she has found her way to this place.That Zoey has once again shown us the way and that our angels of the 4th floor have unselfishly become our fuel for the journey.

~Zoey LOVES people and groups and gatherings.We could have a blanket full of toys and usually we do and she wants absolutely nothing to do with them.She spends most of the day,rolling anywhere and everywhere in search of where the action is.There is usually not a shortage of warm bodies around here, so her quest is always successful.Her favorite place lately is at foot of someones chair,mostly Jessica's for some reason.She lifts her arm up ever so sweetly,makes a darling little sound and lets us know, in her beautifully unique way,exactly what she wants.