It occurred to me that some of my posts might give the impression that this last year has been full of tears, trials and tribulations with only brief moments of joy. I assure you that while there were times of struggle (and there still are) – our days, weeks and months have been filled with life.
Good old-fashioned everyday life. And many of you have shared our days with us. Trips to get coffee with the boys. Visits to the library. Play dates at the park. Bedtime stories. Dinners with friends and family. Bible studies and small groups. Church. Family vacations. Jam-packed weekends. Swimming. Skiing. Tennis. Golf. Hiking. Evening walks as a family. Volunteer work. Baptisms. Birthdays. Anniversaries. Celebrations. Milestones – both big and small. And plenty of laundry.
Life is good. My previous posts were honest – they were meant to be and will continue to be. I don’t want to pretend like those feelings weren’t real. They were. But, I do want to clarify – those were struggles that I was going though, mostly in private. And I think that upon reflection they tell a beautiful story. We didn’t just shrug our shoulders and move on “life as usual” after Charlie was born. Yet at the same time we did. There was just an undercurrent of processing and figuring out where we now stood in the world that was taking place. It was a refining process that made us stronger. We felt more. We understood more. And our faith grew. Yes, we are still in the midst of this refining process, but part of me thinks that’s just life – good old-fashioned everyday life.
So yes, of course Charlie’s diagnosis has changed our lives – but not in the ways that most people would expect. I wouldn’t change our experience for anything in the world. And that is why I feel like ours is a story worth telling.
Here are some photos of our family living that I wanted to share…