Drew's Day.

This past weekend we went down to North Carolina to visit Mary, Wade, Westbrook, and Llandis (and Keri, Melissa & Dan, and the Llewellyns) for Drew's Day.  It was absolutely wonderful to be there.  On Friday evening, in Drew's memory, we gave blood.  It felt like such a wonderful thing to be able to do.  Literally, we could give physical pieces of ourselves in celebration of Drew's legacy of giving it his all.  And, thanks to the Cox's hospitality, we were able to sit back (a lot) and watch our children simply be kids.  There was good talk, delicious food, guitar jamming, board games, coffee drinking, and plenty of warmth. 

We know the days surrounding Drew's birthday will always and should always be emotional for you, and we are so appreciative of your kindness in allowing us to share it with you.  I know that nothing ever feels like enough, but you do a beautiful, courageous, and amazing thing to allow Drew to live through your energetic giving.  Thank you, Cox Family!


I knew him through his sister who touched my stomach once.
And a sister who I've watched become a mother in pictures.
And a brother I see captured smiling by his side.
And a father who welcomed us to his birthday with courage and confidence.
And the tightest, warmest, hug from his own mother that I will never forget.

And those are no small things.