The family all left...sick...we all got sick except for my dad and Bill. Cory, Grace and I laid down for a nap. We feel a little better now. Grace did not want to sleep. She put on her PJ's though and laid with us for a "pajama party". We put on a movie for her. Thankfully she fell asleep too, and is still sleeping! We had a good weekend. No one has been here since October. It was great to have everyone here.

We talked about having a spring planting party...that would involve making the special garden for our little boy. I am excited to plant it. I think it will be good to have something that I can care for and nurture. We have quite a few items waiting for their home in the garden.

On a side note...my brother, Jason, had made a beautiful wind chime with a wooden cross hanging down inscribed with Beckett's name and birth date on it. He hung it in screened porch (it is pretty protected). We also have our hot tub in there. Many times since his death we have been sitting in the tub and I always look over to it wishing it to ring, but it doesn't, unless Holden goes over there and gives it a push. However, two weeks ago (it was extremely windy out), we were all in the tub and the chime rung once. It did not ring again even though there were plenty of gusts to make it chime. I have to think it was little Beckett, swooping in for a little family time. An old roommate of mine lost her grandfather while we were in college. I remember her telling a story about a bell ringing (randomly, I believe). I remember the little saying, "Every time a bell rings an angel gets his wings."