It was a long hard few years.
It seemed like one family crisis piled up on another. Our friends and family started calling us The High Maintenance Prayer People.
Month after month – loss, illness, death, and a micro-preemie grandchild . . . and those are just the big things.
We were exhausted but so very thankful. God had walked us through day after day with faith and peace…
With the exception of one thing.
One thing I just couldn’t give up. One thing hurt too bad. One thing was hard to accept. One thing made it hard to move forward.
I was stuck in grief over what was supposed to be, how I’d pictured that time in my life.
I am so blessed to be a guest over at my wonderful friend, Lori’s today. Join me over there where I’m sharing the rest of my story at Searching for Moments.
She is a wife and momma to two sons and a daughter, you can read an inspiring speech written by her son, Zach, just scroll down to the post below mine. I promise it will bless you.
While you’re there, please take some time to get to know Lori. She’s awesome!