There's lots of things people did for us initially when Nolan died to help us preserve and honor his memory: named stars after him, planted trees in his honor, had his name written in the sand and photographed and a heart pillowed weighing his birth weight engraved with his name. All these things were amazing and helped us to get through the initial few months, but since then we have developed a few "traditions" of our own to honor his memory. I had a piece of jewelry made with Nolan's initials and his footprint and I wear it around my neck, close to my heart every single day. We also celebrate his birthday each year with family and set off sky lanterns in his memory. For Christmas each year we pick a boy child from the Angel tree that is the age Nolan would have been currently if he lived and we buy presents for that child. But most importantly we live every day knowing that life is all too precious and can be taken away from us in heartbeat without any explanation. We were reminded of that that week when my husband's best friend of 20+ years passed away suddenly. Now that we are blessed with another child, not a day goes by that I don't tell him how much I love him and kiss him and hug him so that he knows his parents love him more than life itself. Not a day goes by that I don't wish I had Nolan here too to kiss and hug but I take solace in the knowledge that we probably wouldn't have Ronan here with us had Nolan lived and I can't imagine my life without a Ronan. Ronan is to me my daily reminder of Nolan's memory. Not only did they favor one another, they were born just weeks shy of 1 year apart - both March babies. I will forever be a mother of two sons, not just the one people see.
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