Today was Father's Day. It's one of those holidays that we really aren't sure how to celebrate. We know we're parents, just under non-typical circumstances. I think it's easier for me to feel like a mom because girls are willing to listen to me talk about sweet Aubrey whenever I feel the need, unfortunately, it's not as acceptable for guys.
Sam is such a great angel daddy (which is no easy task)! He's the type of dad who would give almost anything to have his daughter here on Earth with us. When you open Sam's bible, you will find a post-it note containing Aubrey's whole name (before we left for the hospital he had me write her name down in case I was out of it and he had to fill out any papers, he put it in his bible for safe keeping and it's been there every since). He's the one who suggested the second kiss for Aubrey. He always says the sweetest things like the other night on our way to dinner for his birthday when he said, "this has been a great day, the only thing that would make it better is if we had our little girl in the back seat." Or today, when we were putting "daddy's choice" flowers on Aubrey's grave for Father's Day and he said, "I wish I had her here, but I know she's celebrating this day with our Heavenly Father."
Happy Father's Day, Sam! Your love for our angel makes me want to have an Earth family with you even more!