Out Here in the Rain
- His quiet memorial
- In between a thousand moments of the newborn in our house, I found some brief time to mourn the one year anniversary of Buttons' passing. It was not a grand affair - it lacked pagentry, dramatics and ritual. I merely brushed against the scar, mostly healed now, and remembered what it meant to be a part of his life, what he meant for mine, and I wept three tears. He was a good boy. Miss you, my little dragon.