Today is a sad day.
Four years ago I lost the woman who I thought was only second to my mom.
Last year, at this time, I was still pregnant and didn't know if we were having a boy or a girl.
Did you know my beautiful daughter is named after her?
Well her and one other person.
My best friend growing up was/is Emmylou.
So when we named our daughter Emmalee, we altered the spelling to pay homage to her and her middle name is Meredith, after this woman, my second mom.
I know she would LOVE that Emmalee was named after her, and I'm pretty sure she'd make a big deal of it. She would love that she meant that much to me.
I know she was there when Emmalee was born, it's the only thing that could describe my amazing labor.
She's in charge of the crazy storms we get, watch out... if she has anything to do with it, there will be a blizzard today.
She sends us signs constantly. Purple butterflies and dimes in random places.
--- Sidenote: Dave haaaates working where he does because it is honestly below him, but he does it until he can get something else because the job market is terrible... would you believe every night he finds a dime while working!?---
I know she's here, she always is.
I just ask, if you're a praying person, that today you say a prayer for her family and my mom.
It's been four years, but the pain still feels like yesterday.