Remembering. . .

I am pretty sure I was still going through the motions and running on adrenaline, three years ago. Today, I am still working on allowing myself to feel the fear and pain while recognizing the amazing journey.

Three years ago our Christmas card was sent from the NICU (the first picture of my three girls). The picture touched me which left me praying that the girls would learn to love and feel love, especially after watching their older sister love them unconditionally. We begged God to heal our baby girl who was still fighting for life after three long months in the NICU. Looking back, God answered those prayers and Adeline made a remarkable turn around in three short weeks. On Christmas day, Adeline was discharged, and joined her family at home. The love of sisterhood has grown each day since.

This year, we celebrated the ease of life, the health of our girls, and joy of family. 

We are thankful for God's lessons over the past three years. I feel that our family remains centered during the season, reflecting on the gift of family and God's grace. The stress levels and chaos are down and the presents are lower in number, while the "moments" with one another continue to multiply.

Christmas will always be about Adeline and her fight for home.  She will always be the gift that made my family complete.

Here is The Belle on Christmas morning, thrilled that Santa put Goldfish in her stocking.