I have found myself saying that a lot these last few weeks.
Today marks the day one year ago that I was hospitalized. I didn't know when I went to the fourth floor that October day that I was going to be there for nine days. I didn't know that when I left I would no longer be pregnant. I did not know that I would be leaving to go visit my baby 51 miles away.
This whole year has held a lot of unknowns, as lets face it, every year does. That's okay though.
What DO I know?
I know God saw me through the most difficult year of my life. I know that these trials changed me. I know that even though it was not something I would have chose for myself, I can be thankful for them.
This week will be a lot of reflecting for me. There will be lots of tears and laughter. We will celebrate. Life is worth celebrating!
Snuggling momma's two boys. How can my tiny baby be almost one?