I found this at the Strawberry Festival on Saturday. It's wasn't really her name as much as the little blue forget-me-not flowers pressed onto the mat that had the tears rolling. Those will always remind me of her, and seeing them together felt like a hug from my little girl.
This past weekend has been really emotional. I was honored to be asked by my friend Christine to accompany her to her ultrasound appointment. As grateful as I was to be there, it was still hard. I bit my tongue and sucked it up - it was an amazing moment for her, after 4 beautiful girls she's expecting a little boy, and the last thing I wanted to do was steal her joy. So I think when I saw Leila's name at the fair, all those pent-up emotions just let loose. Poor Christine, she didn't know what to do with me!