Pray You, Let’s Have No Words of This

Today, an old friend sent me this picture she took of us just a few days before Valentine's '09:

We learned that Ericka was pregnant with Samuel not long after.

Same friend also gave us Taran around this time.  We might've brought him home that very day (not exactly sure and archives are spotty), but whenever that was, by March he was adjusting to life in The Pack.

Anyway, I don't particularly care for this holiday anymore because I am haunted by ghosts everywhere.

Update: looks like Ericka arranged to adopt ("temporarily" lol) Taran on March 5 while I was at the Code Pink house in DC, and we brought him home March 10, the day after I got back to Vermont.