It's been a year since I made a flying trip to the hospital to find my son almost dead. A trip that I packed just enough to get me through the night and I was there for 7. Straight. I left on the following Friday to get clothes, check in at work and go back for the weekend. We did not think he would make it through Thursday.
God granted us more time. More time to figure out what is important. More time to realize the gift was that given my family. More time to find Him. More time to remember that we are not always granted more time. More time to cherish the times we have, today.
He has now granted me more time with two of my children. The first time I did not recognize it. I am sad that I did not recognize it the first time. I am glad I know it this time.
It has been a hard year. For Michael, especially. For me. But especially Michael. I think the blogger world has had a helping had in making his life better. His blogger friends have held him up when he was soo down. Sure there have been a few that have been extremely ugly but they do not outweigh the goodness.
Many of you have become my followers also. I am so glad that God has sent you to him. You have made your mark in his life.
We are now moving into our second year. Let's have a party next year!
Love to all!