Happy Birthday, Will. It's so hard to believe you would have been two years old today. I wish I could say I remember every minute of your first day of life, but in truth, I was sick, you were sick, we were all so worried, and it's kind of a blur. These two years have raced and plodded-- sometimes, impossibly, at the same time. Now we see all the kids who would have been your friends climbing in the neighborhood park or toddling around the library, even as you remain a tiny baby in our minds and hearts. But your strength and spirit endure, propelling us through each day without you. We love you and we miss you always.