We had been in Maine.  We came home.  It was so quiet.   No white tornado puppy to great us.  I had been thinking about our home going and what it would be like.  How quickly my son would experience that journey.  Each step of every day draws me closer to the anniversary of the day.  We attended a Birthday for a sweet family friend.  We sang Happy Birthday and she opened her presents.  On the TV ran photos of my children when they were little.  Pictures of Elijah.  His blue eyes ... View Post