There have been moments during my life since Jim died that I can turn and look at the boys and I see Jim so clearly reflected in them. These moments always catch my heart a bit. This picture that Kristen published on her blog was one of those moments. I have seen Jim when he looked just this attentive at his small children. Memories are very tricky, capricious things. But I have always been so grateful that Jim has lived on in his children.