This made me weep yesterday... several times. I found it via my friend Rachel's blog as I believe they are friends. As I read Natalie's words, I was overcome with admiration for her strength and foresight, but my heart ached at her loss.

Before going to bed, JH woke up crying. I rushed into his room and scooped him up wiping his tears and holding him close. Holding him the way Natalie should have been holding her sweet baby boy. I held him for Natalie. I kissed him for Natalie. And I thank her for inspiring me to be a better mother.