It was a beautiful day.
Thanksgiving Day.
A day of family, love and care.
A day of memories, new experiences, and prayer.
The sun shone when they said it would not show.
Joy and peace found when we were unsure if we could let go.
We could feel your presence everywhere.
Never did (do) we doubt whether you are still there.
There is no still, only always will.
There is no "we are still..."
There is no "why (or how) are you still...?"
There is only always will.
I always will.
We always will.
There will never be a day where we don't think of our baby.
There will never be a day we don't miss our little Lily.
Evermore, evermore.... so it shall always be, as it should always be.
