Memories

You look closely at the picture and then a movie plays in your head. - Rebekah Glunt, age 6.

I've been thinking a lot lately about memories, so when Laura referred to this comment that Rebekah had made, I had to include it. People always say, "You'll always have the memories," but what does that really mean?

When we were driving out to the pumpkin patch over the weekend, we drove through Andover where I lived for two years. Those were some of the happiest times of my life. I had my own apartment, I met Ryan, I got engaged, I planned my wedding, etc. While driving past my old apartment, a lot of those memories came back. Memories are truly something that no one can ever take away from you.

I'm thankful for the memories that I have of Logan. I look at his pictures and it brings me back to his little corner in the NICU. I'm so glad that we have the pictures of him that we do. The other night I realized that many of the memories that I have of him are not happy memories. How could they be when I watched him struggle so? That was the most difficult time of my life. But yet, there are still happy memories that bring a smile to my face. I remember seeing his little heart beat for the first time. I remember watching him and Olivia jump around at my 12 week ultrasound. I remember when they told us that he was a boy and we instantly knew that he was our Logan. I remember patting the left side of my belly to tell Logan that I loved him and the right side to tell Olivia that I loved her. I remember thinking how handsome of a little boy he was. I remember reading to him in the NICU and falling more in love with him every day. All I have left are the pictures and the memories. Thank you, my sweet boy, for those precious memories. They truly do play like a movie in my head and one that I want to watch over and over.