Here we are again on March 11. Six years ago now, just two days after my own birthday, I lost a girl that both myself and my son loved deeply: our Candan. Today again, in her memory a candle is burning on my kitchen table. We all grow older, but next to the candle is a picture of a radiant young woman who never grows old. I am thinking of you today, sweetheart, and carrying you in my heart forever.

XOXO,
Jill