I am 25 years old today! Might seem young to some, but it sounds very old to me! A quarter of a century old! Throughout the day, I've marveled at all that God has blessed me with this year, especially my beautiful, healthy, happy son. So many blessings, large and small, flood my mind when I think back over this year.
My healthy pregnancy with Nate
Our finding out that he was a boy and naming him a year ago today All the love from our families welcoming him into the world
His many aunts and uncles being so excited to hold him!
My mom staying with me for a month after his birth
Gwen's surprise arrival on St. Patrick's day
My niece Ella's birth and her fun times with Nate
Many gatherings with family and friends
Christmas with my family here
Being part of a wonderful church body and going closer to the people there
Working on projects around our house with Brett
Having Brett's family close by with their constant love and support
...and I could go on and on...
It is amazing to think of all the memories that have been made, the lessons that have been learned (and probably mostly forgotten already), and how I have changed over the last year.
Today I've also thought often of my little brother James who never had a birthday, never even had a day. I've remembered seeing my brother John, hugging my mom over James' tiny coffin and sobbing, "Why him mom? Why did that happen to him and not to me? That could have been me." And I've cried the same thing.
Those thoughts make me extra thankful for what I've been given, for the time that they've been allotted to me. I want to deeply love what has been given to me but not love it more than the Giver. I desire to truly treasure each year, each moment, and yet hold it all with an open hand.
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