Miracles...do you believe in them? Or do you believe that serendipitous moments that lead to a joyful outcome are just that...sweet serendipity?
After that life-altering day in March nearly three years ago, many well-wishers proclaimed that our grieving family had paid our dues...assuring us that difficult days were over and much happier days were ahead. Sometimes I wish I was still innocent and held such naive beliefs, but I understand that life holds no such guarantees. Absolutely no one is keeping score of how many heartaches we each experience in a lifetime. Simply...life is not always fair...to anyone! Sometimes, the true measure of a person becomes evident when the "happily ever after" doesn't happen.
Enter my beautiful, intelligent first-born child. Amidst grieving for her baby sister, she was quietly enduring another grief...one I have had no experience of. Her empty arms were aching for a healthy pregnancy and she found herself only dreaming about the next chapter of her life...motherhood! I respect and admire both her and my sweet son-in-law for their outlook and knowing that for them, it was time to take a different and positive direction towards starting their family.
baby Olivia Jocelyn. Through a series of amazing events and circumstances, Olivia found her way to her Mommy and Daddy. With awe and respect I will forever be grateful for those special people that made Olivia's adoption so memorable. She is more than I could ever have imagined in a grandchild. This adorable little cherub has no idea the big bundle of joy she has showered on each one of us.
And look at her adorable growing piggies...she'll be walking before we know it.
But what of the day when the miracle doesn't come...I know we will certainly find joy some other day.
Hey Olivia, what should we name this new baby?