November is a tough month for me emotionally; a month in which I celebrate the birthday of one of my children and mourn the death of my other.
We had a wonderful day celebrating Koen's 4th birthday on November 3rd. His birthday party was at the planetarium and he was surrounded by all his friends and family. All 75 of us. I know - crazy. Who knew a 4 year old could have so many friends?

How cute is he?! Love him!

Then November 6th rolls around and I can barely breathe; the ache in my heart is unbearable.

My joy and my sorrow. No one ever promised one without the other.
(My birthday is also in November - the 27th. And I think my husband has something special planned for us. My husband - another joy.)