Just spent the last 2 hours packing up old videos, DVD’s, CD’s…thinning out our collection and came across some old recordings of our “first-born”…she’s really our second, because the Lord took our firstborn home to be with Him after only 5 hours of getting to know him…but I digress.
Seeing my 12 year-old at age 1-2 years old brought me back over a decade to how precious my life with her was and how fast it has gone. My dear, Korri Faith could hardly walk and talk, but she was as peaceful then as she is now.
She marveled at her life story on the screen and now knows why I obsessed over her as much as I did then.
I still do in small ways, now.
Quite frankly…she grounds me…
In a world that is unpredictable…she is as steady as they come.
I thank God for her as we make this lonely transition from house parenting (where we lived and worked for 14.5 years), to the unknown life of “normalcy” outside of our student home.
I thank God for her life every…single…day…