Here it is. The day that Hoff was born. This year feels so different from the last. Last year, my grief still felt fresh. It also felt incredibly confusing. Theodore was just 14 days old and I felt both so sad and so happy. How could happiness and grief sit together so well? This year. This year feels like I a *remembering* a grief. Time does march on. And with grief, the healing happens in such small ways that you don’t even realize it until you’re standing on your hill, looking down at the valley you crawled out of. Dear Hoff, I write this for you. Though my grief has changed, my love has not. You were a life and you were worth remembering. #babyloss #1in4 #stillbirth #rainbowbaby #trisomny21 #healingjourney