It's hard to believe that Anna is three years old. In some ways life has flown by the last three years while in others it has seemed to trudge on. Such is the ebb and flow of life. I've always loved the book of Ecclesiastes and its emphasis on seasons. With every season for mourning, there is a season for rejoicing.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
God doesn't promise us there will be no sorrowful seasons, but that there is always Hope on the horizon, and often this hope is magnified and our reward of glory that much greater because of the sorrow we passed through on our way there.
I want to know Christ—yes, to know the power of his resurrection and participation in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, attaining to the resurrection from the dead.
Philippians 3:10
Two years ago this was our baby girl:
And here she is today as beautiful, vibrant, and alive as can be:
I'm so thankful for the life God has brought into our lives and for every step of the road in mothering her.
Here are some of our latest life pictures:
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| My first 10K: The Charleston Cooper River Bridge Run |
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| My sister and her new family's visit from Boston. |
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| Cousins and a very happy Kimmie. |
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| Anna's 3rd birthday |
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| So thankful for these two 'peas in a fibular hemimelia pod'. |
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| New 'do. Short hair has revolutionized my life. Why did it take me this long to realize this? |
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| Missing Grandma and Pi's bi-monthly visit full of love and attention. |
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