The Beauty of it All

ed to amaze her. The rocking chairs were the first thing purchased after an offer was put in for the house. Lainey knew just what the porch needed and these chairs have been a staple ever sinc

e through the small talk and the questions. Sitting down now, by herself, being able to breathe for the first time today, she truly

the melting snow leading into the spring flowers. They had worked so hard for this life, the outcome would always be unknown. She s

amiliar hand on her shoulder and she looked over to see her best friend of 15 years. Christian had always been Lainey's dream. Even when they had met

er his eyes that she could never seem to encourage him to do anything about seemed lighter today. He seemed almost ethereal, too perfect. Yet, she had always

have ever given me." She continued, her gaze returning to the twins as they frolicked about. She watched as Jed, their Bernese Mountain Dog trailed behind the t

e house as the sun that was slightly above the mountains continued to descend. Holden was a carbon copy of his father, his light brown hair hanging just above his shoulders. He refused to cut it any shorter than that

he took a deep breath as she turned to look back