Three years ago today… we made it to your due date.The day everyone tells you to be excited for.The day marked on every app, every calendar, every countdown.The day that’s supposed to mean “any moment now.”

December is a bittersweet month for us — it’s the month we met our sweet Caislee, and also the month we had to say goodbye. It’s a reminder of both the joy she brought us and the heartbreak of her loss. As we reflect on her life and her legacy, we want to turn this month into one of hope and comfort for other families who are navigating the unimaginable journey of pregnancy and infant loss.

Today is December 1st, the beginning of a season the world calls magical. A month wrapped in twinkling lights, cozy nights, the smell of pine, and the anticipation of Christmas morning. Everywhere we look, the world is preparing for joy.

The cookouts are over.The fireworks have faded.The laughter, the noise, the busyness… all of it has quieted.

It’s hard to put into words what this foundation means to me. It’s more than a project, more than an organization—it’s a piece of my heart, and a reflection of the little girl who forever changed our lives.

Grief doesn’t knock before it enters — it walks in and changes everything. When you’re walking through the loss of a child while raising others, that grief takes on new shapes, new sounds, and sometimes, silence.

Grief is an uncharted journey, one that no parent ever expects to take. The loss of a child leaves a void so deep that words can hardly capture its weight. For our family, the passing of our daughter, Caislee Rylin, was the moment that forever changed us. It was in the midst of that pain, however, that something beautiful began to take shape—a mission rooted in love, hope, and the desire to support families walking a similar path.

Some days, the weight of motherhood is overwhelming. The never-ending to-do lists, the constant needs, the emotions running high, the exhaustion that settles deep into my bones—it can feel like too much.

There is a certain kind of silence that comes after loss. A silence that is deafening and heavy, yet somehow, the world keeps moving around us as if nothing has changed. But everything has changed.

To the mother who held her baby for only a moment, to the father who longed for a lifetime of memories, to the families whose arms feel emptier than they should—this is for you.

To the mama with the shattered heart,

The holiday season is a time of love, reflection, and togetherness. For those of us who have experienced the heartbreak of loss, it can also be a tender reminder of those we hold close in our hearts but no longer in our arms. Incorporating the memory of our little ones in heaven into our holiday traditions can bring comfort, connection, and a sense of healing. Here are some meaningful ways to honor and remember them during this special time of year: