It was a Good Friday around our house. The girls spent the night with Nana and arrived back home late this morning. Awaiting their arrival was Dennis, Tina, and Aunt Jane - up from Cape Girardeau. Papa and Grammy in town usually means lunch at Red Robin, a lot of play time, and usually some great gifts. The best gift of all was a giant, air-filled bouncer that fits just perfectly in the basement rec-room. Thank you to Amanda for the surprise visit this evening. She came bearing cupcakes and a birthday present for Peighton. Now that the girls are finally in bed, I'm doing some picking up around the house. We're having a small gathering for Peighton's 2nd birthday tomorrow.
With Peighton turning two, I can't help but get a little emotional about everything we've been through the past two years. Sometimes I think of Peighton as the ray of hope that emerged out of a stormy time in our lives. If any of you haven't had the chance to meet her, she is simply beautiful. Much like her sister Emma, her personality and intelligence at such an early age is something special. As crazy as it may sound, I often think that Jen gave her life in exchange for our beautiful, youngest daughter. The only reason the thought would cross my mind is because I often ponder how we could have detected Jen's cancer sooner. But honestly, in hindsight, I still don't have a good answer. Her pregnancy with Peighton masked any symptoms. Even six months following Peighton's birth, "postpartum issues" was a phrase used as an explanation for what we now know was much more. I'm not one to dwell on the past or what could have been. Tonight I just had fun with Emma and Peighton and thanked God for giving me Jen for a short time and giving me our wonderful girls for a lifetime.
Have a Happy Easter.