Clinging to the beautiful. Holding Emmet just a little tighter. Breathing in the smell of Ginger tea. Embracing all the people in my life past and present and the things they left with me. Hoping that I have left pieces of myself with others as well.

Hoping to have many many great moments left. And if not hoping that Emmet will always some how remember me. That life leave him alone; that he is able to keep that beautiful spririt that he was born with. His joy and his smile for everyone. That his love for everything helps him find his way through dark times and back towards the light.