I heard a great quote today, "Grief is the badge that you lived and loved well." This hits home. William Shatner on his new talk show (on the Bio channel) talked about "unresolved grief". How it can effect the rest of you life. I guess you just move forward and resolve it. He never gave the solution to resolution, just that it is there.

With that it brings me right back to my children. They bring out a side of me (and others) that only they can do. I didn't think I would be excited about water parks at 38 years old. But I knew I would still be sledding in the street after a pleasant snowfall.

Jax asked a lot of questions today. I guess that is normal for a five year old. On the way to school he asked how the sun "burned through the clouds", but halfway through the explanation he asks to turn on the ACDC CD.

Then later in the day he explains to me how monkey tape can fix everything. I had to tell him its called duck tape (I know duct), not monkey. He thinks they should make monkey tape, because it would fix everything (if they made it).

Finally when I'm tucking him into bed he asks the real questions. The ones that get us parents nervous. Where do babies come from? If someone only has a mom how does that work? What does adoption mean? Where do adopted babies come from? Why do you call people brother, that you are not even related to? And then a few more that kept my head spinning. I gave the response of, "It's late, we can talk about it tomorrow" But, knowing Jax, he will remind me.

Fyn and I had a great time this afternoon too. I got home and he asked for a milk shake. I taught him how to sneak in an Oreo cookie. He loved it. He also got to pick the bedtime book tonight. One of my personal favorites, "DinosaurRompus". There is a chant at the end of every page, "Shake, shake, shudder... near the sludgy old swamp. The dinosaurs are coming. Get ready to Romp!" Fyn has it down perfectly (and loudly).

With all the joys of children the grief does heal, but I think the badge will always be there.