I was in bed and almost sleeping last night, when I remembered I hadn’t checked on Samuel. That same instant he started whimpering, so I got up and brought him back into bed with us so I could nurse him. He fell asleep curled up in the hollow of my arm, and I remembered.
I remembered it was over a year and a half ago, Pearl Harbor Day, in the morning. We were so overjoyed with the news, Nathan had to break it to the kids at the breakfast table. Over homemade pancakes and raw milk, we giggled and grinned and asked all the fun questions of “when” and “what ifs.”
The baby would be Samuel, because God Heard.
For you we prayed, and for you we are grateful!
It has been the Happiest First Year!
cherished forever, Damaris