March 30

Abby came home today from Adam's parents' house bearing gifts: a pumpkin pie that she helped bake and a stack of homemade Easter cards.

Part of me is always afraid of the day when the kids will stop including Logan in their cards or special projects. Not that I think that will ever happen; I just don't know. I can't see the future, after all.

Anyway, it took me a few hours to work up the courage to look through Abby's pile. And when I did, there it was: the card I feared wouldn't be there. The one for Logan.

In hindsight, my worry was ridiculous, since Logan is very much alive in his best friend's heart. And he always will be. And for that, and for every card that's been made for him, I'm thankful.