Oh, the memories...

This time of year always makes me think of the two little boys we lost in a failed adoption several years ago. They were with us in the late-summer and early-fall. I remember going to Eckert's to pick apples, a trip to Six Flags, and dressing them up for Halloween.

I remember being thankful for the exhaustion that came from going to bed late with Ethan, waking up throughout the night with Evan, and getting up early to take them to day care before work. I loved every minute of it.

I'm not sad right now...just reflective. I think about them all the time. I pray that they are safe, happy, and healthy. I know that God has a plan for them and I know that God has a plan for us.