I debated doing this post early this morning, but I decided after yesterday I didn’t want to drown in emotions. So, my post earlier worked out my emotions from yesterday 🙂
Today, though, is June 18th. Three years ago, on June 18th, 2010, our first baby went to Heaven.
I’m not sure I’ll ever get use to typing that.
Today was a good day. I loved on my babies and they let me 🙂 I have babies, Thank you, God. Three years ago, today was a really really bad day. In fact, yesterday doesn’t hold even compare. June 18, 2010 was the hardest day of my life.
It was answered prayers although it wasn’t my preference.
We wanted Cohen to be healed and pretty much at the time the doctor told us things were getting hard, he went in to cardiac arrest. We weren’t in the room when it happened. Also at that time, before I knew, I was praying for him to be healed. I prayed whether it be here or there. It wasn’t here and well, there is Heaven.
The doctors were able to keep him stable long enough for our family to get there. I held him as we said goodbye.
Let love and faithfulness never leave you;
bind them around your neck,
write them on the tablet of your heart.
4 Then you will win favor and a good name
in the sight of God and man.
5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
6 in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight.