Two Daughters

Tony surprised me after work Friday with a manila folder in his hands and inside was a sheet of paper he had printed of a poem he wrote this week. Tony had the chance to visit our daughter Reagan's grave Wednesday and removed the old flowers and replaced with some new ones. I have not had the chance to make that trip up so I was definitely happy that he was able to stop by when he was out of town for work that day. When I first read this, I had tears in my eyes and had to stop and cry for a little bit. Now that I've read it several times over, I am sad that I didn't take more time to grieve over the anniversary of Reagan's death this year. Instead I've learned how to cope and go on with life, something I didn't think would happen three years ago. Life has changed so much in the past three years. Here's the poem Tony wrote...