The
boys are in Santa Barbara for the weekend with a family friend to celebrate
Logan's friend Henry's birthday. I was cleaning up my desk searching for
Christmas mailing labels to send out our Christmas cards and I came across an
old video titled " First Xmas without Bruce". I hesitated to
click to watch it for I wasn't sure how I would react. Well, seeing the
precious pictures of my sons on the cover was irresistible. Click here it goes…
This
was December 2011, the first Christmas for us, a new family of 3. The boys racing down the stairs gleefully and
beaming with joy just likes every Christmas morning since. Then the video came to when I spoke to them….speaking
directly to their hearts and telling them how much I love them, how much their
dad loves them and even though they can’t see him, he is always present in our
hearts. I told them that only good
things will happen from here on out for we have already suffered the most
terrible thing. Then the boys each opened
their gifts one by one with such excitement I wish I could contain them in a
jar. The joy they have in receiving each
one, appreciating them the way they did warmed my heart. Then came the part of the video when I read
each of the boy’s card to me. I paused,
I wept, I mourned but more notably, I felt so proud for each of them for
writing a heartfelt sentiment that took so much courage for an 11 and 8 year
old to express. I will cherish this the
rest of my life.
Watching
this video now almost 6 years in this journey, I am beyond grateful for God’s
providence in our lives. He carried us
through, He answered our prayers and He blessed us in countless ways.
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