Who we are...

My cowboy has been gone from my arms for 7 years. He was four-years-old. He had a kind heart and joyful spirit. I continue to mourn the life that he didn't have. My wild thing lays in my arms sleeping. He's two months old. He's the sweetest boy. I can't wait to see what life has in store for him. My two boys have my heart. Every day is filled with joy and fear. Joy for the love that I have for them. Fear of losing my wild thing.