This morning I woke up to Drew yelling in his crib.  He hasn't been sleep as good the past few night and when he wakes up he yells 
until I come in and put his blanket back on him.  Last night he woke up twice, so this morning around 7:30am when he woke up I found part of me annoyed wishing he would of slept in a little.  As I got  him up with sat in the recliner and snuggled under some blankets for awhile.  My mind starting thinking back to this morning 3 years ago. Waking up to a quiet house and the realization of what had happen the day before and that it wasn't just a bad dream.  I will never forget that morning.  So this morning to wake up hearing Drew crying I am 
truly thankful.  This morning I have peace and I have a beautiful little family.