Through this little boy’s eyes I get to see my friend. Â One I can no longer call, or text, or see face to face. Â Not another day in my lifetime will I receive one of her amazing hugs, or feel her squeeze my hand to say so much but nothing at all, or laugh until my belly hurts because of her joy-ridden silliness. Â But… I get to see a glimpse of her, experience a part of her, love on her, and feel blessed by her through this little one : her son. Â I am so thankful for her legacy of Â faith, strength, perseverance, her determination (along with her amazing husband’s) to live the remainder of her earthly life without bowing to fear. Â It is in part to this faithfulness that this lovely boy exists today.
xoxo my sweet friend.