10 years later

Different years seem to hit differently—and year ten has been especially emotional. It’s made me very introspective and reflective. It has reawakened the writer in me after a long stretch of writer’s block. 

This space has shifted over the years. Grief doesn’t define my days anymore. There are so many other parts of my life I enjoy sharing here–family life, motherhood, Bible study, even humor. What once felt like a space devoted primarily to grief has slowly grown into reflection of who I am–touched by grief, but not defined by it. Rooted in hope. Grief is still woven into the fabric of my story, but it’s not the whole story.

Ten years ago I was pregnant with our first child–a little boy named Ethan Daniel. I had never heard the words “incompatible with life” used in a sentence. As cliche as it may sound, I was glowing. 

As we approach Ethan’s 10th birthday, I’d love to invite you back to the beginning with me. Over the next few weeks, I’m planning to share more about Ethan’s life and diagnosis with you–the joys, the sorrows, and the countless ways the Lord has carried me through the past decade. 

And while so much of it is touched by sorrow, I cannot help but rejoice in all He has done.