Touched by a sweet angel

This morning I took my little girl to her preschool dance lesson, and watched as she pranced around, arms waving, her little feet tip-toeing with nine other pixies in pink.

My boy (with his cool toque turned the side just so, and his new scarf wrapped around his neck in a haphazard fashion that is now en vogue with the young set), sat in front of me, proudly watching his sister with me.

And I felt so blessed.

Because earlier this week, I learned that a family lost their precious little girl too, too soon. The Spohrs will not have this with their daughter.

I have watched in amazement as the blogosphere and the twitter community has responded to this tragic story.

I don't know the Spohrs and only last week started following Heather on twitter. But my heart is so saddened and it goes out to them.

Things have gone a little purple around here in honour of Maddie. Because it's the least I can do.

Please consider making a donation in her name at March of Dimes, or helping out her parents here: