Friday, June 17, 2005, Matt and I were married. It was one of the happiest days of my life.
Saturday, June 17, 2006, we spread Cora's ashes on the water of Jenny Lake in the Grand Teton Mountains. It was one of the saddest days of my life.
Interesting how so much can change in a year. The day after we spread Cora's ashes was Father's Day, of course. But how do you celebrate the father who can't hold his child in his arms? We'd also planned on having Cora blessed in our church that day. It was really hard. I've never been able to tell if it was harder for me or Matt though.
So today it's my anniversary AND Father's Day, and I can't help but thinking of what it should have been. We've had 7 great years and have 3 healthy, living children, and I'm missing the one we don't have something fierce.