Lily's birthday was yesterday and she would have been nine years old. Sigh. When she died we decided to have her buried in Utah seeing as we knew we would always have family there and we didn't know how long we would stay in AZ. The crappy part of that is the fact on days like her birthday and the anniversary of her death, or any other day for that matter, we can't just pop by and be with her.
Luckily I have amazing family. Lots of thanks to Emma and her family for remembering our Lily by placing some flowers and the perfect strawberry balloon on her grave. Happy birthday sweet girl!