Tonight we camp. Stella, me, Lulu. It’s lulu’s 1st time sleeping in a tent. She loves it. Smores, campfire, rustic grilled cheese, etc. I’m sitting here wondering about Owen. Camping was something he always wanted to do. Would he have enjoyed this? I ache when I think about him never having this experience.    

3/4 of one entire year.  Today is Mother’s Day. Absence and ache. 

This drawing is on our dining room wall. It’s based on a photo I took of Meghan holding Owen for the 1st time. I took a long look at this today.