autumn 2015.

The leaves are falling from the oak and maple trees in the backyard. They dance their way down to our feet. Leif stomps on the crisp leaves and laughs — Mommy! Crunchy, crunchy!

While I close up the garden he fills the feeders and calls out to the birds — Common Chickadee! Cardinal! Wren! Common Bluejay! Common Woodpecker! 

It is a beautiful bright autumn day. The colours are bursting red and gold and brown. It looks like an oil painting.

I stand under the tall oak, the leaves drifting and spiralling in the wind, and I think about seasons and time and him and you.

I think about you.

Always, my love.

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Today I just want to say hi

And thank you

For being there

Wherever your there is

This world can feel so big and lonely sometimes

But I never feel that way here

\\\ Flowers magically appeared in Liam's garden last week. It was a mystery until our neighbor came around to tell us that he planted the flowers early one morning. He said he hoped that we didn't mind, but that he and his family wanted to contribute to Liam's little garden. We are incredibly touched by this family's gesture.

\\\ I'm allowed out of bed and to the sofa once a day, so I wait until J gets home from work. This is me taking in some lovely afternoon sunlight. Please excuse the PJ's and greasy hair. Such is bed rest.

At 11 weeks, the baby's heartbeat continues to be good and strong. Next week's cervical cerclage is huge for us. It's hard to believe that this time last year, only days a part, I had the same procedure done to try and save our Liam.

We're hoping for a successful cerclage next week, and for this life to continue to grow strong.