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Reflection is of order.  On February 18th, we held a memorial service for our little girl, our angel.  On that day, we packed a church.  That day, people poured out of the woodwork, people we NEVER expected.  Also a ton of emails, texts, and phone calls from people who wanted to be there for us, but couldn't.   It gave me pause.  It also clarified, or magnified the people who WEREN'T there, who made no effort.  That by far, was the hardest speech I EVER gave. (though December's candle lighting was a close 2nd). 

I'm more grateful for things I have, and less patience with others.  I have no use for baseless drama or stupidity.  I'm grateful for people like Dawn, Eliss, Katie, Mary, Tosh, Meghan, and countless others I don't mention (even when they don't smack me for bringing it into the gutter).  I have an incredibly understanding boss who has shown to be willing to bend over backwards for me if I'm down in the dumps.  My wife and kids are still my life, and my mom and grandmother still are my rocks if I need it.

I learn everyday, how to deal with it.  It never ends though.

Thanks to those who've contributed for the Random Acts of Kindness and to those who've used our idea, I'm honored to be an inspiration

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