Aaaawwwww, beautiful life…just when we are plunged to the edge of darkness, sweet light radiates warmth into our lives and reminds us that we are alive.
We lost one of our own this week. The heartbreak that rippled through our family has caused such a dull ache…only multiplied by the circumstances surrounding her death. I remember growing up, with her a mere nine years my elder, thinking she was so beautiful and full of life. She sparkled like clear water on a sunny day.
I can’t wrap my mind and heart around how she left…I pray I never understand it on a first-hand level. My husband says that some people just aren’t really made for this world. I hope she finds rest now.
Then, two days later…
Our family was blessed with new life…LIFE. A perfect, beautiful, baby boy. On his tiny shoulders…the weight of an entire family. In the midst of sorrow, he came and brought with him a renewed hope for all of us. The tears shed in pain, transitioned to joy as we witnessed the beginning of his journey. His lovely mother bearing down, her physical pain somehow aleviating the emotional pain of the previous days’ events.
I wonder if Aunt Carol got to kiss him on her way into Heaven…a temporary goodbye as she was coming and he was going? Whatever the case may be…I thank you, Baby Dexter, for being such a bright light in a dark time.
Welcome to the world 
