Ugh. Just reading it again brings me to tears. I can still feel the pain of the punch in the gut when I received that phone call.
But, at the end of the post I wrote:
"Today, it is hard to see through the pain. But, we will get through this time. We will come through it stronger than before.
Someday, we will see God's hand in this and He will show His faithfulness."
Oh, thank you Lord for bringing us through that pain stronger and more prepared to follow you. Thank you that we soon got to see your hand at work! In the depths of my pain, when I felt like you were not even there- you were moving and stirring the heart of Ben's birthmom to make an adoption plan for her child.
And just 5 short weeks later, I was holding my son in my arms.
That night, I was on a plane to NY with a broken heart.
One year later, I am eating Cheerios with this sweet boy and my heart is overflowing with gratitude.
What a difference a year makes.
