Happy Father's Day

Where do I begin? I am infinitely blessed with a lot of amazing people in my life but none more amazing than my husband, MJ. I had a friend once tell me that she never thought she could love her husband anymore than she already did, and then they had kids. I completely agree. I have loved MJ Meneley for a long time now and I'm blessed that he loves me back but watching him with his boys is the real blessing. He is so good with them and they love seeing him every day when he picks them up from daycare. MJ is so supportive of me and whenever I say "I need to go to (insert city here) this week" he doesn't even flinch or sweat the fact that he will have to do all the feedings solo. This year for his first Father's Day, I surprised him with a trip to West Palm Beach to see two of his best friends and their families and his parents. Despite being on the scariest flight in my entire life (the boys slept through all of it) we had a wonderful weekend.

Here are the June photos.

Happy Father's Day to the best husband a gal could ask for.

Making sense of loss

MJ and I have friends who recently had twin boys at 24 weeks old and one of them didn't make it. This is such a devastating blow it is hard to make sense of it and somewhere, somehow try to see God's hand in this. I have recently been finding myself feeling guilty and thinking why me/us. How did we get so lucky and does this mean the proverbial shoe will drop for us later in life? Are we all destined to have a certain amount of pain and suffering? And if God only gives us what we can handle, how does He believe anyone could handle the loss of their child. There are so many emotions and I just need to remind myself that sometimes it just doesn't make sense. All we can do is support each other the best way we know how, love each other through the good and the bad and hug our children each day and night and make sure they know we love them. Off to hug mine!