Saturday, December 3, 2011
Today, I walked into the hospital to see my grandma and teared up, not because I was sad about my grandma, but because I was caught in an unexpected memory. A year ago I was two months from giving birth. Kevin and I were signed up for birthing classes. We arrived at night with Christmas lights up, a beautiful wreath, and carolers singing out front. That same wreath looked me in the face tonight and I remembered it all, awaiting my sweet boy! Life is so precious and passes so quickly even when you make special attention to savor every moment! I live in horror of Caleb's 18th birthday and feeling like it was just yesterday. It's amazing what one wreath can do.