How embarrassing!

It's embarrassing to come online to your blog and discover you have forgotten about it for over a YEAR! I would have said it had been a good six months, but a YEAR? No way.

So much has happened in that year too. We found a new Homeshare home for James, and he loved it. He had another father figure in this home, a brother, at last, and three big sisters who spoiled him silly. He was so happy, so content.

And then he passed away. Silently, quietly, peacefully, in his sleep. In his sleep in his own bed, with the "extra" family he loved. Not in the hospital alone, or in pain, as I had feared for 13 1/2 years.

I told B when I was campaigning for baby #3 that I had a hole in my heart that needed to be filled. Now I have a different hole. An aching, ragged, torn, bleeding hole.

But my boy, my handsome guy, is healed. I picture him wreaking havoc in the Heavenly realm....missing haloes, harp strings stretched across the Pearly Gates, and skateboarding, skating and just plain old running in places the Archangels never imagined. Street hockey on streets of gold....who could ask for more?