Surely this will be a short visit at the hospital...

And so the story goes...tomorrow is June 10th. It will always be June 10th a year from today for the rest of time until Christ's return. Until then, there will never not be a June 10th. On January 12th, Noah's eternal birthday, June 10th did not disappear. Until we are in God's glory forever, watches, clocks and calendars will always mark the time and date. I'm glad that June 10th didn't cease to exist the day Noah died. I obviously never thought it would or could. It's important to remember. I remember by the minute, but usually every second of every day. I miss this beautiful boy who opened my eyes to eternity and God's glory. I live in this surreal reality that my sweet son is no longer physically in my life. It sucks. It is sad. I have a deep profound sadness in the core of my being, an enormously empty spot in my heart, and at the same time this immeasurable peace and joy for having known him and knowing where he is at this moment. The day Noah was born was one of the happiest days of my life, as was the day Em was born. Automatically loving selflessly in the instant your child is born is a miracle in itself. It's unfathomable since selfishness is so natural to me, and all of mankind...

Noah, I know you want me there more than I want you here, and I will live in that pursuit with all of my heart and all of my soul and all of my mind because God is the One I seek, but as your mommy, I'm not going to lie to you...I miss you, plain and simple, I miss you. I know in heaven there is no measure of time, but here on earth, one year ago, tomorrow is the day you entered our hearts and changed our perspective...I love you forever...how could I not?

Proud daddy

The only picture of Noah on Emily's birthday, July 11th. His nap was during the party...