guilty

Here I sit, having let more than five years of Hopes precious life pass and I haven't written a word for her. Memories that is what I need to be making for she and Bryan. They are such precious gifts.

Hope got on the bus today for her first morning trip to school on the bus. And Bryan, well he just wants to sit in my lap all day and let me hold him close to me. I want to try to make a note every day from here on out. One special thing about each of them. I love them so very much.