I was just saying to Chris the other night that I have experienced death more in the last 2.5 years than ever in my life.
My step grandmother died and my grandmother died in the same month. After returning home from my grandmother's funeral, my pug (our first baby) died from a terrible ear infection. My grandfather, after a family reunion in September, died in his home the day after returning. And then, a baby I never knew from a girl that I knew 25 years ago, died from two heart defects after living only a couple weeks. Thanks to Facebook and blogs, I experienced their emotions and journey from the day before she gave birth to the baby until the baby went to be with Jesus. (I have never prayed so hard for a miracle in my life.) I have grieved for that baby and her parents, shedding many tears. What a world we live in that we can have such compassion for people we haven't seen maybe ever, or at least 25 years, and yet experience their pain through their writing.
After this experience with Baby Anna Joy, I was compelled to start a blog. To be able to look back and see where God has carried me through storms of joy and storms of sorrow would be invaluable. If little Anna Joy can bring such unity through her parents' writing, how can I help also? Only God knows, but I plan to follow His lead.
Life is so much like a roller coaster, except that it is so much more fulfilling. Each bump and drop is a chance to grow and change into a better person. I want to learn to have true joy even when tears are rolling down my face. I hope this blog helps me in that pursuit. Follow me if you dare....
