The last days of summer.

*we had a weekend speckled with loss - two family friends that left us within a day of each other, leaving behind a legacy of selflessness and goodness. birthday voicemails every year, without fail. a little wooden train that Hugo adores. to have lived such a big life - to put an ache in so many hearts - is about the most beautiful thing I can think of at the moment. 
*and there were smaller things, too: a trip to the book sale, a bouquet of dahlias for the counter, long talks with friends, holding babies in the church nursery, hours at the beach with my boy while his dad was away for work. we celebrated my dad's birthday, too, and the homecoming of my brother's newborn. and in the wee hours of this morning, Blake settled into the bed next to me for the first time in a week. my mind keeps turning over the word "gratitude". for all of it: the joys and the aches.

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