I don't know if I can say it enough: thank you!
Over the last four years I have met some amazing people through this little space where I write and share pictures of moments that I love. Some of you have poured your souls out to me over email. Others have given me encouragement through comments. I have found life long friends through this blog. I have met people from all over the world and some right down the street. Some have similar stories to mine, others with very different stories.
I have read emails in tears, wishing I could hop on a plane and sit with you soon after you found out your baby's diagnosis. Not to say much, but to remind you that you are not alone, and someone understands the thoughts you keep hidden from everyone. Thoughts that seem so ugly, who would understand?
I have sat at my computer and poured out honest thoughts for you to read. I have had to come to a place where I care more about God doing a work in me than what people think about me. So many of you have thanked me for my honest writing. Some days I don't want to write at all, it hurts too much to expose my thoughts to my own eyes. I have found freedom in honesty. I have found a confidence that it is Christ alone who can do anything good in me. Even when I write about the days that seem hard—too hard—I have hope that Christ is making me more like him.
So thank you. Thank you for walking alongside of me through the joys and pain of life, sharing a piece of your heart with me as I open mine to you.