These past seven years have been interesting -- never a dull moment. In the craziness I can honestly say that I am so very thankful for the life God has chosen just for me and wouldn't trade it for anything.
People often look at our story and see a sadness they couldn't imagine themselves ever having to endure. I think people often forget one important piece -- the story is not over. As a mother I hold on to the hope that this is just a temporary separation and live each day is great anticipation that we are one day closer -- one day closer to all being together again, and in the mean time we keeping living out our purpose right here, for this season and for this moment in time.
Adam and could never thank you enough. We are so grateful for our amazing family and friends both old and new, for choosing to stand beside us and be a part of our journey. Yesterday I was amazed at the outpouring of support people had for our family. It was so touching -- so beautiful.
One of the hardest parts of grieving the loss of a child is that the rest of the world moves on -- they have to. But this often can leave a grieving family, who will grieve until eternity, feeling isolated and alone. We feel anything but alone -- and we are so thankful.
Yesterday was amazing -- difficult but amazing. Feeling the pain hurts but is also brings renewed hope and peace. It helps me to refocus and energizes me to push on and strive to be the women that God wants me to be -- the mother and wife he has destined me to become.