Same walk, different city. We marched once again this year, in memory of Jackson and to celebrate the lives of Finn, Sophia and Emmett. After all of the sickness this winter, and after hearing from a dear friend today whose mom passed away this morning, this walk is always a good reminder that life is short. Our experience over the past six years has of course left an impression on me and given me a perspective on life that I'm eternally grateful for. Sometimes the days are hard...someone is almost always whining, or fighting, or complaining about what socks they want to wear or what toy they had first...but in the end, it is all so good.