This morning I woke up and thought, "January 17th." I remembered how lost and empty and sick I felt last year on this same date. I remembered how I was so alone and even felt apart and angry with God. But now it is January 17th, 2010 and I am not alone anymore. I woke up this morning next to the man I am spending my life with and with the knowledge and blessing that God is always with me. Yet I still feel some of that same pain, the same longing for Nicoda. It has been over a year now since he was born into heaven and his tiny footprints have left their mark on my heart and my life. And praise God, they have left their mark on others lives too.

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