Week 21-22

We lost great-grandma Esther on March 12th at the age of 93. She met Bennett when he was still in mom's tummy and witnessed his hollering on several occasions via Skype. It saddens me to know he will never know the feel of his hand in hers or get to sample her oatmeal raisin cookies - but we will be sure to tell him stories and show him pictures so he knows she is a part of his life. Being apart from him for the last couple of days for the funeral has made me appreciate the time I get to spend with him on Fridays even more and made me miss the time we spend together as a family early every morning. Rest in peace Esther and may Bennett enjoy life as much as you did.