I can hardly believe it's been a year; it really does seem like only yesterday.
On this day last year, our whole world came crashing down when a routine ultrasound revealed that our Evie Grace was very sick and would not likely live. God blessed us with eleven weeks after that before she went to be with her Jesus.
I've known this day was coming, and I expected that it would be difficult.
I miss her so much. I miss January 22, 2008 - when everything seemed so simple and normal. I miss our girl.
But, today, we have set aside not to remember the sad things - not to remember that she would "not live".
Today, we celebrate that she did live.
We celebrate the life that God gave us, no matter how brief. We celebrate the "life of grace" as her name suggests. Our baby girl had life, and that is a miracle.
I've spent the last few days watching the footage from the ultrasound that day. It's difficult to watch in real time because we remember all too well the dialog that took place during the pauses, the ignorantly blissful interjections of two parents who had no idea what was happening, and of course what took place afterward.
I don't really like to remember it in real time. The moment-by-moment is sad. But, to watch our baby girl, alive, creating one of the very precious memories we have of her - that is what I love.
I choose to celebrate her life today.
So, without further ado, my friends, I share with you something that is very precious to me; our baby girl, Evie Grace: