To be honest, it's a day that Shanon and I had begun to dread.
We had always hoped that the Mother of our first four children, and Shanon's sister, would pull herself out of addiction and somehow end up playing a role in our children's life.
That afternoon, we received the dreaded phone call, she had lost her battle with addiction.
Year after year, this day would come, the days would be a little darker, and we were reminded first hand how quickly a life can spin out of control.
We began to dread this day.
This year has been different. Shanon has been pregnant for the second time, we had been holding our breath since her due date a week ago.
It didn't dawn on us until we were in the hospital, getting ready to have the baby, what day it was.
June 27 is still the day we lost Karie.
But it is also the day that we are blessed beyond measure, because it is the day we had our second son that we couldn't have.
Today is now a day when we are reminded that God has repaid us with a good measure, packed down and overflowing.
On this day we are reminded that He gives and takes away.
On this day we are reminded that He is always with us, until the very end of the age.
On this day there is heartache, but now there is also laughter.
Thank you God, for turning our tears of sadness, into such joy and gladness.
Our hearts can't keep it in.
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