I'm so grateful for this past week! It was so full. Full of laughs, full of tears and full of joy.
We are praising God that my brother is healing, even slowly. I'm thankful for all those still praying, still checking in at all hours to see how he is doing. The way they rejoice over the little victories along with me sometimes brings me to tears.
And our little guy. 10 months old. Getting into everything. Always trying to make us laugh. I spend all day every day with him, but still I miss him when he goes to sleep for the night. Is that weird? Maybe some Moms out there can reassure me on that one! Haha