As I was sitting on the park bench yesterday feeding Amelia
and enjoying the crisp autumn weather, tears welled up in my eyes and spilled
over my cheeks as I read Amey’s latest post.
She writes about their life in Guatemala, pre-cancer, and of the
fateful night at the hospital when they first found out Phoebe had a tumor on
her brain. It has been two weeks now,
and my heart continues to grieve with Nathan and Amey over the loss of their
precious princess. A photo of the family
in happier times when they lived in Guatemala not long after Phoebe was
born hangs on my refrigerator door where it will remain. But it is now joined by another photo – the
program from Phoebe’s memorial service- where Phoebe is at the hospital with an
NG tube in her nose, but still smiling with great delight as she shows the photographer the
phone in her hand that displays a picture of her.
It is a constant reminder to me to live in the here and now, to enjoy
the life I’ve been given, and to be grateful for this moment in time, because
none of us are promised tomorrow, and life really is but a vapor. (James 4:14)
So I sat on the park bench soaking up the cool autumn breeze
on my face, the sweet baby smell of my angel Amelia, and the sounds of laughter
coming from Ashlyn and Abigail as they race down the slide. What am I feeling today? Overwhelmingly grateful.
To learn more about Phoebe and the Fair family, visit their website at atypicalmiracle.com.
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