It is impossible though to think of six months without thinking of another sweet baby. I think of her every time I see a six month old. It is said that time heals all wounds. I don't think that completely applies to having a child die, unless it doesn't call for a full recovery. As I was looking through pictures of my brother's daughter trying to choose one for this post, I found myself smiling at how happy and beautiful she was and crying because she's not here anymore and I can't help but still feel like she should be.
So while I'm so happy to have Alice and excited for her to pass this milestone of her first half birthday, six months will always remain a sad age for me.
Alice Grace Collett and her cousin, Tabitha Grace Boling
Cousins in 2011 and 2013
We miss you, Tabitha.
(Interesting how Callie ended up in the same spot for both pictures.
And some how, not a single cousin is siting by either of the same cousins as last time.)
I am so grateful for every moment I have with those I love.