I received a lovely message asking for a picture of Pearl. Here she is in all her characterful glory. She is an amazing girl. Full of punch and laughter and she has the softest hands in the world. It's a cliche, but it's true - she's brought joy back into our lives. This little soul, who smiles all day long, has healed our hearts and helped return us to our old selves. Of course, we will never really be those old carefree people who didn't really know about grief and loss. The fact remains, that we will never get to watch Bear, our little boy, grow into the the handsome man I know he would have been. It does help though, having a new life to nuture. And Pearlie is just perfect. I hope this gives some of you some hope. I know I remember always feeling so far away from happiness. That happiness became a notion, and a state of mind, that felt as though it was denied to us. But happiness does come back. And when it returns, you appreciate every last drop of it's brilliance.
