Looking back

5 years ago today we buried that sweet little baby. As I write this I can remember the moment so clearly it is as if I could step into the moment again. I remember wanting to stop them from lowering him in the hole. I just wanted to grab that box and hold that chubby little guy, and kiss those cheeks one more time. I knew then, and still know, that he wasn't in that little body anymore anyway. I knew he was in the hands of our loving Father. But, the human side of me wanted to hang on just a little bit longer. It was the most difficult day of my life and yet there was so much joy in feeling so close to heaven I could almost touch it.

I looked at my other post today and am so thankful for the Lord's many blessing in our lives. We have not one but two sweet babies to play with, kiss and hold right now, and three amazing boys to wrestle, read to and snuggle with. God is so good, whether we had all that or not, He would still be good. And so today, I am thankful.