Bittersweet

Today would've been mom's birthday. Today is also the day a new family starts their lives in the very special home that she and Dad made for us.

The timing is ironic - it was supposed to happen yesterday, but the closing documents didn't make it back to Maine from Alaska fast enough. Somehow, this feels better, though. Like a gift. Happy birthday, Mom. We did what you needed us to do, and I think we did it right. 

They wrote us a beautiful letter. They are going to be just as happy there as we were. Welcome home!