Sharing Him: Sharing Them


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I am thankful every single day that I have two beautiful children who remind me of my husband. They are part of us. They are part of the love we shared for twenty-one years. They are part of who we were as children, as adults, and they are also individuals in their own right.

They are also a huge gift to our family and friends, and they know that. They love spending time with their extended family. It helps them stay connected to their father, hear stories about him from people other than me, stay close to family members who knew him as a child, fill in those years before we met, and it hChelsea's Grad Partyelps those family members in a way that nothing else can.

We are blessed to live close to Bob’s parents. They often ask to have the children visit, and are especially close to my son. Their home has always been his second home, his favorite place, since he was probably 5 or 6 years old. He loves going to visit them. And they, too, LOVE having him. It’s healing.

IMG_0667My daughter loves spending time with Bob’s sister, whom he was closest to, and her youngest daughter is Peanut’s best friend, just like Bob and his sister were best friends. It fills my heart knowing that Peanut and her cousin have that connection. I know his sister finds immense comfort in having Peanut around, too. We talk about it often.

I regularly get asked by his family when they can have the kids next. I feel blessed to have such amazing people in our lives to share them with and to share memories of my husband with my kids. I love them with everything I have.