Take me back to yesterday...

Here are pictures of my mom rocking CJ in the same rocking chair that she rocked me and Jennifer in. It was so neat to see this and really think about it, all of the sleepless nights that she spent holding us in this piece of furniture. It was almost like the a new discovery that linked me to Jen again; like when I found a sweat shirt that smelled like her a couple of months after she died, or when I went away to college to live in the dorms and felt like I was going through something that she went through, this is a place that she used to be all of the time, it just made me feel close to her again; I am going to make a special place in my home for it one day.

I love my mom, I am so thankful for her. I cannot imagine the heartache that she feels at the loss of her first daughter. Watching this special moment that she had with my daughter, I was hit like a ton of bricks with the gratitude and love that I have for her and with a small understanding of the pain she must feel every day. If I can be a little bit of the mother that she was to us, I will know that I did my job.