Ten months

The tenth month.

It's been harder this month as most kiddos Goose's age have headed off to preschool. Nieces/nephews/friends have safely passed the 2.5 mark and celebrated third birthdays.
Life has continued on, and I shouldn't begrudge others for the peace they have been graced with.
But she also shouldn't be gone.
Maybe this week (month... forever....) -for me- think twice before you vent.
Because what feels earth-shattering to you, someone out there would give the world for.

The setting may look familiar, but some of the "outtakes" showcasing our goofy girl's personality.

I'm glad it was rarely a one-shot photo with her. I have hundreds of "other" photos that captured moments that may have seemed meaningless then but are so precious to me now.

A bittersweet anniversary

A year ago today I was laying in our "suite" ready to take a nap when our doctor came in and delivered the news that her bone marrow aspirate had shown no residual disease.
She was cancer free.
Our amazing little girl had achieved what the doctors were starting to think would be impossible.
Not only was she cancer free, she was healing amazingly, her swelling was going down to where she was starting to really look like "Lucy" again, her sassy personality still shining through- resilient as ever after almost 2 months stuck in a hospital.
And now here I am.
Just one year later.
With no Goose to celebrate with.

The many faces of Goose.