This picture was taken this morning before church, and the first thing I see is what ISN’T seen: my firstborn daughter, Emily.
That’s because the wound is still fresh–she has been gone scarcely two months.
I am learning what life is like for someone whose child has gone to heaven early. I never wanted to know these things firsthand, but not everything in this life is within my control.
I can control my response, however.
Therefore, I determine to continue to live, learn, laugh, and love–with these two beautiful daughters of mine.