Our little Joseph would have turned two on August 11th.
It's hard to imagine, but I do. Ever so often I find my mind wondering what we would be going through with him right now, who he would look like, what his temperament would be, what he would be allergic to...all kinds of thoughts. Especially now that we have Pete, I see how much he is changing and growing and it makes me think of Joseph.
I absolutely love our tradition of celebrating his birthday out at Babyland where he is buried. Such a simple thing, and yet it means so much to me. I want our children to always remember him, that they have a brother in heaven, and how important his short life was to us.
St. Joseph, pray for us!