The kids and I went to visit my brother's grave site the other day. I had not been there in a while - and I was surprised by the punch in the stomach type of feeling I felt - even though it has been 20 years since he left this earth! No amount of time makes the pain and shock of what happened disappear. The kids and I stood around and talked about Uncle Ian. They always ask lots of questions, and I do my best to answer in a kid appropriate way.
Halle enjoyed giving Uncle Ian a moochie.
We miss him dearly, and now we have a little Ian to carry on his name! How sweet. :)