The nice weather finally arrived for a few days for us to break ground on Silas’ memorial garden in our backyard. I was so excited to see his tree being planted. It is a very large golden weeping willow. The next phase will be to build the garden area where his bench will sit. Unfortunately the bench will not be ready until July.   The morning after the tree was planted I woke up and opened my eyes and I realized I had a direct view of his tree/garden area. I cried happy tears. 

A talented friend of ours designed our logo for our shirts that we will wear for the heart walk in May.  It symbolizes what we are doing in our backyard.

We greatly appreciate all the support we have received from friends and family. These projects help me feel like I am still able to do things for Silas and to help others going through similar situations. Not a day goes by that I don’t read about another child who has lost their battle to a Chd. It saddens me and at the same time angers me. All I can do is pray that God will give those families peace and comfort them during their own journey.

We went to visit his grave and saw they had the forms ready to pour the concrete for his headstone that will come in May. For some reason that hit me hard. It took me by surprise. My younger kids get nervous when I start to cry and they ask why is your face doing that?😏.  They don’t want to see mommy sad.  I composed myself and as we pulled away wouldn’t you know it the song we sang at his funeral-He is with us, started playing on the radio and the tears started all over again. I have learned that you can never tell what, where, who, or when will trigger a crying spell and that I just let it happen and not fight it.

Silas’ journey has now been read in 32 countries. He is still my little missionary that I love and miss every day.   I can honestly say I think of him dozens of times a day.   My little Ocho