A funeral is an awful reason to dress up, but I was delighted to see how beautiful our kids were on the Tuesday morning that we buried Allie. It was so somber and yet, had so much beauty. Kids are amazing. They can go from tears to laughter in .003 seconds. Mmmm. There is so much God in that.
The boys were wow. So handsome and unique - both of them.
And the girls looked so pretty. So vibrant and full of personality.
We are so amazingly blessed. We've been holding on to that feeling ever since, especially during times when they're poking on each other or giggling at the dinner table or farting in church and we want to pull our hair out.
They are all here and healthy for us to love. Amen to that.