Today we will celebrate The Year That Gibson Changed Our Lives.
A year ago today was the most terrifying and yet one of the most joyous days of our lives.
As we welcomed Gibson into a world that wasn't quite ready for him we chose joy because of the crazy treacherous waters we'd walked through to get there. At that moment the sight of his tiny sweet face was beyond anything we'd ever experienced before.
And we were hopeful yet fearful of the days to come.
This week has been a milestone I've both dreaded and looked forward to. It's the pain of remembering each detail and the hurt of my heart longing for that sweet one year old baby boy... meanwhile the peace we find in crossing the finish line with this year behind us.
Nothing will change in a day, but it is another step in the walk of healing.
Some days I find myself falling into the trap of guilt, of questions, of "what ifs." But really I wouldn't trade what we went through this year. As painful as much of it was, it was a journey God had for us and it's made us all a little bit more of who He intended us to be.
How one little baby & his less than 4 month on earth could change a lifetime of 'us' is beyond me, but that's how God's love works. It's not a measure of time. I mentioned to someone last week that we were anticipating the milestone of Gibson's Birthday and they very calmly said, "A life is not really truly measured by the time lived."