I have this picture above my desk and look at it every day. It has held more meaning since Nico's birth and I often wonder if he loved me as much as Jason and I love Nico. (Impossible I presume, since we love her the most of course.)
This weekend marks six years exactly, as the dates line up this year. I'm on an emotional roller coaster but we got some nice reminders tonight of how beautiful life is, and of God's promise, with a nice sunset to the west and a full rainbow to the east. Rainbows after storms... Oh how we know that all too well. I miss you every day, Dad. Happy Father's Day.
