I've always had fun celebrating St. Patrick's Day. Making green eggs, or green milk, or whatever food that isn't green that can be made green. Another excuse to make what would otherwise be an ordinary day, extraordinary.
And I like to wear green. I am a "fall" and so green is one of my "colors".
Two years ago, St. Patrick's Day took on a new, special meaning for me and my family.
We said "hello" and "goodbye" to our fifth child, a son, Michael Daniel.
He has a story all his own, that I hope to eventually add to this blog.
But for now, I wanted to share what a birthday looks like (at least for our family) after losing a child:
Each of the kids released a green balloon and we watched them float "up to heaven". The fog from this morning was clearing and we saw them go into the clouds and then a minute later, they came out the top. It was amazing!
Happy Birthday, Michael!
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