I couldn't sleep tonight so I was going through old pictures. Today was a good day but a hard day. It was good because Joel is still with us. That's a miracle in and of itself and it makes every day good. It was a hard day because no person should have to celebrate Fathers Day in a hospital under the circumstances that he did. Really, in all honesty, no person should have to have had to experience what Joel has experienced the entire first year of Milo's life-battling cancer and trying to be a first time Dad all at once. Today he was trying to be happy and brave, we all were, but at the core we all wished that we were celebrating somewhere else. And that made it hard. Joel is such a good Dada. Milo adores his Dada. We miss having Dada in our house and want him home so bad. Since I am missing him so much I thought I would post some of my favorite pics of Milo and his Daddy all the way from the first day he was born up to the very morning of Joel's surgery. They adore one another and I adore them both.Happy Fathers Day to the best Daddy ever, we love you Joel.