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My Walk Towards Jaden's First Birthday

On Sunday evening as I sat in the car waiting for Alex finish an errand, it dawned on me that Jaden's first birthday will be on Sunday 13th October and I cried. The best I did was text my sister Emma and ask her to pray for me and my family for grace for the week and the day.

Unlike, other first birthday's, I do not have my son here with me to celebrate. I have no milestones of his to celebrate and that breaks my heart today. Emma wrote me a message that I read on Monday morning and she promised to pray with me but encouraged me that God had been there before me and He knows how to handle the day. I drew so much strength from just knowing that God had gone before us. I have not gathered strength to ask Alex how he thinks we ought to go about the day but I only pray for grace.

Psalms 73 has been following me around in my devotions. Its emphasis is that God is my Rock and my shelter. A shelter protects from bad weather or danger. Even as I walk towards Sunday.Lord you are my Rock and my shelter.

I miss you Jaden dearly.I look at your big sister and wonder where would we have been with you in our lives? We drove past Aga Khan Hospital  last Sunday and Samara mentioned that it is your hospital. She remembers you and misses you so much too.

Lots and lots of love my son, we were blessed to have you and we celebrate you even in the midst of our tears.

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Kageha said…
God is your strength and portion forever. Hugs.
29 December 2013 at 14:42
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