A Different Boat

As we face a new stage in our lives (new house, new job for Colby, new training for me, etc.), I guess I'm feeling a little nostalgic. I've spent a couple nights so far this week looking back at old pictures from the past couple years. It seems like we've had Wes forever and yet like the last two years have just flown by. This time two years ago we were anxiously waiting for our appointment to find out if we were having a boy or a girl not even imagining the journey we would take with our precious baby. Looking back, it's incredible how far Wes has come. He is growing up. So, I thought I would share some of my nostalgic journey through our photos with you all. Our baby boy Our plan for Wesley's birth 36 weeks pregnant Wesley's first photo (and my first way to see him) Spending time with my 1 day old boy Christmas Eve - my first time holding him His first bath Going home!!! So attentive Hanging out with ...

Lately I've been reading a lot of blogs and prayer sites done by other families whose children are sick or disabled. Besides being heartbreaking to read their struggles, it is a reminder of the frailty of our human existence. Despite thousands of years of research and advancements, there is still so much sickness and hurting. Now I am absolutely grateful for the advancement that have been made (without which Wes never would have survived) and I am hopeful for future advancements which will help him develop and progress, but ultimately we can only do so much. No matter how technologically or medically advanced we become, bad, heartbreaking things will still happen (to good people and bad people alike). Moments like this make me so grateful for the hope of an eternity in Heaven. I can't imagine facing the difficulties and despair of sickness and disabilities and hurting with no hope of it ending. It seems that here on Earth it is never ending. When one person gets better, anot...