Thomas was born a year ago today! It's crazy to think our sweet boy would have been one!
We have decided that even though we are sad he's not here, we are going to celebrate today. We are going to celebrate the birth of our first child, our only son. We are going to be grateful for that precious baby who made us parents. His two weeks were a gift, and for that we are thankful.
While I have been anxious in anticipation of today, I have felt a peace that only God can give. I have been overwhelmed by all of the emails, texts, cards, and thoughtful gifts. Thank you for blessing us, and thank you for celebrating Thomas's sweet life with us.
I have been able to smile and laugh a little today too, which has been good. And of course I have cried. How could you tie birthday balloons to your child's gravestone without crying? We were able to find humor in the awfulness of it all, though. I was trying to take a picture, and TJ was trying to wrangle the balloons in the wind. We were fussing trying to get things "just right," like we probably would at a real birthday party. It was one of those "What on earth are we doing? Whose life is this, again?" moments.
But its ok. This is our family, and this is our story. And we are so proud to have Thomas as a part of it!
"Our hearts ache, but we always have joy." 2 Corinthians 6:10, NLT