Here are some more words from my wife that she wrote this last Sunday:
Peace is a funny thing as it comes and goes. Moments when God's love is such a tangible thing in your heart your almost to the point of sheer happiness. There are other times when there is none and your body is an empty shell. And you look around as if you've dropped something and only need to pick it up.
Yesterday was the first day of the rest of my life. I put a child in the ground that I had just brought into this world. We had just started getting used to being a family of six. Now we are five. We picked up and left and not sure where we would end up. We made our decision and picked our hotel. On the fourth floor of the parking garage we looked out over the edge just the five of us. Turning to walk away I glanced back into the perfect cloudless blue sky and there was one red balloon floating up. Peace. God knew my heart was aching for the one missing. He showed me He had him. It seemed like a happy balloon.