Grocery trips with Jonathan...They’ve become touchstones, marking victory or defeat, progress or regress. The grocery store is where it all started. Where God crashed into my Jonathan story. Where new hope was born. Today, success meant Jonathan stayed in the high blue plastic kiddie seat without bolting, slithering or leaping to snatch cupcakes or wander away. Triumph at the grocery. Might seem funny, but it’s a huge gift.
Read MoreThe tears are a gift. In that unbidden place of sorrow, memories are released. They reassure me how fiercely I love not only the Mom she was, but the Mom she became. The Mom who faced adversity with graciousness, courage and tenacity.
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