I am so thankful for the hope we have in Jesus for many reasons. If he hadn't died on the cross for our sins, I wouldn't be able to see my precious son Noah again.
Holidays are bittersweet and the hole in our family from missing Noah is so prevalent. As I watch my other children, I can only imagine how much excitement our 2 1/2 year old would've added to the mix this year. . . his laughter, his smiles, his hugs. Oh my sweet boy, the tears still come as my arms ache for you! I wonder what the celebration in Heaven was like today. How amazing you are apart of it! I love & miss you more than words could express!!!