The week that changed everything (part 2)
As the day progressed on Wednesday, Samantha grew much sicker…
As the day progressed on Wednesday, Samantha grew much sicker…
Next week is Holy Week. And this is the first time the dates have gotten so close to what we experienced 8 years ago. Palm Sunday that year was on April 17. This year it’s on the 14th.
I’m going to try to recount the events as they happened over the course of that week, to the best of my ability. Not sure how many posts it will take, or when it will be done. So here we go…
Samantha was born six weeks early, so the doctors gave us instructions to keep her home and avoid crowds/people until we got to her due date. That meant that for Lent, I gave up being around people.
Yesterday, the sermon hymn was my favorite song in our hymnal. I love singing it every year during Lent, because the words are so powerful and the melody so beautiful. It walks through the story of Holy Week in poetry…
We’ve been blessed to have children around us in our family throughout our marriage. Travis’ sister had a little boy before we were married. In fact, he was our “ring bearer” at our wedding.
Another Lenten worship service, another hymn to dig into. This one is a super quick one, that despite having six verses, flies past before you realize it’s done!
The summer after we lost Jonah, my sister got married in July. She and my brother-in-law were kind enough to include Jonah’s name with Mark’s grandparents (and maybe others?) who had died at some point before their marriage. It was really sweet.
Travis and I got the opportunity over the weekend to share our story with a friend. We just sat in our living room and told her about what we’ve been through along the way. He reminded me of a few things from his part of our journey with Jonah (and told me something new, also).
Some days digging into writing our story is tough. So I figured, since a bunch of photos popped up on …
I am thankful for how everything turned out with Jonah’s end, because it could have been very different…