“The human heart was not designed to beat outside the human body and yet, each child represents just that – a parent’s heart bared, beating forever outside its chest.”
– Debra Ginsberg
Scrolling through my photo stream and landed on these pics that I (quickly) snapped one year ago. April 2017. I don’t remember where we were going, but I’ll never forget turning around to hear what he was (quietly) saying and finding him smack dab in the middle of a prayer. Out of the blue, he was thanking God for just about everything. That we came to get him in Haiti, that we were not mean, that we had a TV…you name it…he was giving thanks for it.
He would’ve been home about 7.5 months at that point. Which is really interesting because I always tell everyone our big breakthrough happened after our sixth month. That’s when we noticed that transition turbulence had finally tapered and when fear stopped swallowing up so much of our days. Coincidence? Maybe. But I love knowing that during month #7, that wild and precious babe was back there having thank-you chats with the One who wrote our whole wild and precious story.
And finding these photos today was such a powerful reminder that one of my most important jobs as his mama is to make sure he remembers Who to thank. For all of it. That we’re a family, that we truly love each other…that we can laugh at the things we see on TV together. Everything!
But on second glance, these pictures sure do look like a son reminding his mama Who *she* should remember to thank every day too. 😉
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