
Emily wouldn't go anywhere without her beads. How surprised she was to get a whole box of them for Christmas one year!
Emily was one of a kind. She was not defined by her Down syndrome or her illnesses but by the love she offered to family and friends. Although originally created to communicate her health status to prayer warriors, this blog is now a tribute to the impact she had on our lives.
We were excited to be spending Thanksgiving with friends in Florida last year. Little did we know that we'd be staying seven weeks and returning to Virginia without our Emily. Her leukemia relapsed for the second time while we were there. We were thankful that she was cared for by doctors and nurses she had known and loved for eight years. We held out hope for a bone marrow transplant, but it wasn't to be.

She had the cutest little feet and loved to tell others who painted her toenails.
During July 4th week, we made our first family trip back to Florida since Emily's passing there December 30. While there, we got memorial tattoos. Sonja's is on her left foot where she can look at it often when she reclines to read. The butterfly reminds her that Emily now has a transformed body. Sam's is on his shoulder.
These twin neighborhood labs were loyal friends to Emily, escorting her to and from her bus stop every school day. Our neighbors told us that, while Emily was in the hospital those last seven weeks, these dogs stayed on our deck and porch. When we returned home, they were there to greet us. They miss Emily, too.