I never thought of it that way before. It's true. Life ends in the fall. It returns in the spring. Life does go on. It's so hard to keep going on. Sometimes I don't want to go on. I miss my mom so much. Sometimes I feel like life is normal, the way it used to be, and then I'm suddenly jerked out of my little moment of peace and remember that she actually died. She is actually gone. I hate it. We are all still struggling with her loss. It's not 1% better. I'm afraid it never will be.
As life moves on we try do things to cheer us up. Fall is around the corner and we are loving the mild atumn weather. We have been busy keeping up with these crazy toddlers. Here is what they have been doing:

































