Today you are 35 years old! It seems like yesterday (and it seems like a lifetime) that we saw you for the first time and and fell in love.
How long Dad and I had prayed for a child, and you were the answer to all of our prayers! From the first day until now you have never failed to make us proud of you. What a wonderful man you have become. We are so thankful to be your parents!
Our lives were not always easy. We worked so hard - you most of all - to help you grow into the best person you could be. Like all parents, Dad and I had dreams for you. We thought you'd be great at plumbing; you loved to look at pipes and enjoyed turning water on and off. Maybe you would do something with maps; tracing routes in the atlas seemed to give you such joy and satisfaction. Like all parents, Dad and I had to realize that our dreams for you were not your dreams. We had to let you become your best self.
Our ever-curious boy! What you know about highways and coins and clou…
When I took my dogs, Roger and Violet, out this morning, the birds were singing. It had stormed during the night and early morning hours, but the rain had passed for the moment. Listening to the songs floating through the air, I thought How grateful they must be for a new day. It got me thinking about gratitude and the role it has played in our lives, particularly since the death of our son, Lacy.
Years ago, I learned the power of gratitude to uplift and encourage in hard times. Lacy was in the hospital, on a ventilator, with strep pneumonia. All together, he would be there for over a month. The first three weeks were the worst, since he was in ICU and we could only visit three times a day. I'd go in during the visiting hours and pray for our son, put lotion on his feet and hands, and read a story to him from his picture Bible. What relieved my anxiety the most, however, was the time I took to express gratitude. I'd list out loud what I was thankful for - a sunny day,…
A new year is nearly here, and I realize I have not written in six months. This is what I can tell you about why.
When I started this blog, I was writing about our family, and our journey together. We are a family created by design, not by chance. For one thing, both Kenny and I believe that we were meant to be together. For another, we both believe we were created, in part, to be Lacy's parents.
No, Lacy was not our child biologically, but he was ours in every sense of the word. I don't think we could have loved him any more fiercely. And I think, without the knowledge that he was both our blessing and our mission, we would not have been able to continue to love fiercely and also prepare to let go.
We guided him into adulthood, and he gave us insight into what was really important. We learned to be in the moment. Every day is the best it's going to be. God is good. His amazing love has given us the promise of life beyond death, and the joy of knowing that He wil…