5 years ago, I'd finally figured out what to wear.
5 years ago, a luncheon was set up and ready to go, although I had no idea how I would manage to eat a single bite.
5 years ago, my mom was here and she gave me a hug.
5 years ago, a small marble box was placed in the center of our (then) church and people walked by, touching it, crossing themselves, looking at the two black and white photographs that sat on either side.
5 years ago, our priest delivered a touching homily about saying goodbye too soon.
5 years ago, our friends choked up as they read scripture and prayers, and comforted us in our grief.
5 years ago, Peter said words I'll never forget, about how blessed and lucky we were... about how one day, we'd hold our children again.
5 years ago, to the moment, we had Nicholas and Sophia's Memorial Mass. As I said to my mom this morning, it feels like a lifetime ago and yet the memories are so clear in my head that it could have been yesterday. As I watch Bobby and Maya living the boy/girl twin life, I can only imagine what Nicholas and Sophia would have been like had they stayed on earth with us. Not a day goes by that I dont think of them. Not a second of my life passes that I'm not loving them and clinging to the faith that one day, I will get to hold them in my arms again.
You are mine...