Which means my own little Henry...
One year ago today Henry had life-saving surgery...
He was gone by the end of the month of November...
This month would have been unbearable...
Except now November will be more about redemption than desolation...
More about looking forward than regretfully looking backwards...
The tears will still fall and those of sadness will be mixed with those of joy...
Thank you my dear St. Henry...
For watching over our whole family...
For teaching us that love is not limited by time or distance or disability...
That there is always more room in our hearts and at our table.
