The Lord says, “Choose Life”. Life in every area. Every aspect. I choose Life. I am thankful for each breath, each day. No matter how difficult, I will press forward.
Forgiven. Humble. Thankful. Quiet. Thoughtful. Giving. Chaste. Faithful to my God and my family.
Found Aiden’s pics. Gonna post just a few. Starting with his healthy pics:
(Above) This is the day he came. So cute. So small. He was just 2 months old.
All 3 little ones (Aiden, Jason, and Alyssa) at the Renaissance Faire at our house Mid May, 2 weeks before Aiden got sick. yeah, in those days I was so crafty… made all those costumes! They were really like triplets!
2 days after getting sick. Such a change from the pics 2 weeks earlier. Everything has changed… Never the same.
My last pic of me holding Aiden. He only has 2 days left at this point. I was overwhelmed.
So much equipment. It was crazy! But his lovely hand painted tulips in the background. I love that! I thought my dad was crazy for taking this picture, but now I treasure it.
My very last picture. Again, can’t believe my dad took it. But now, I have it. I have no where else to post it. I’d never post it anywhere else but here. No one needs to see it but I want it here. I loved you, Aiden. It killed me the day you left.
I will love you forever.
Lord, I trust in you;let me never be disgraced.Save me because you do what is right. Listen to meand save me quickly.Be my rock of protection,a strong city to save me. You are my rock and my protection.For the good of your name, lead me and guide me. Set me free from the trap they set for me,because you are my protection. I give you my life.Save me, Lord, God of truth. I hate those who worship false gods.I trust only in the Lord. I will be glad and rejoice in your love,because you saw my suffering;you knew my troubles. You have not handed me over to my enemiesbut have set me in a safe place. Lord, have mercy, because I am in misery.My eyes are weak from so much crying,and my whole being is tired from grief. My life is ending in sadness,and my years are spent in crying.My troubles are using up my strength,and my bones are getting weaker. Because of all my troubles, my enemies hate me,and even my neighbors look down on me.When my friends see me,they are afraid and run. I am like a piece of a broken pot.I am forgotten as if I were dead. I have heard many insults.Terror is all around me.They make plans against meand want to kill me. Lord, I trust you.I have said, “You are my God.” My life is in your hands.Save me from my enemiesand from those who are chasing me. Show your kindness to me, your servant.Save me because of your love. Lord, I called to you,so do not let me be disgraced.Let the wicked be disgracedand lie silent in the grave. With pride and hatredthey speak against those who do right.So silence their lying lips. How great is your goodnessthat you have stored up for those who fear you,that you have given to those who trust you.You do this for all to see. You protect them by your presencefrom what people plan against them.You shelter them from evil words. Praise the Lord.His love to me was wonderfulwhen my city was attacked. In my distress, I said,“God cannot see me!”But you heard my prayerwhen I cried out to you for help. Love the Lord, all you who belong to him.The Lord protects those who truly believe,but he punishes the proud as much as they have sinned. All you who put your hope in the Lordbe strong and brave.
I know you don’t read this anymore. Not that that’s a problem. I hardly write anymore.
I miss you. I miss your friendship. I miss our chats. I miss your incredibly strong coffee. I miss your smile. I miss your carefree take on life.