All day I have been thinking of our precious little boy Noah. It has been one year.
It's been a busy day though...I haven't had much time to really sit down and think and pray and remember like I have wanted to. Our Emmy has been quite fussy lately, but words cannot express how we treasure her and are beyond blessed to have a beautiful baby in our home only a year after we lost Noah. I am cherishing her. Now that I do have a moment to reminisce I am remembering...
...how not many hours after I delivered Noah I had already received a sweet email from a sister in the ward with meals and babysitting all set up
...feeling the genuine love and concern of friends who were far away and were hurting with me
...the special outfit Nate made for Noah
...the beautiful memory of the sun bursting through the clouds during Noah's service
...so many acts of kindness from so many people
...how close I felt to Noah throughout the whole pregnancy. I had mentioned to several people from the start that out of all my pregnancies, for some reason I felt the most spiritually connected to this baby.
...how we decided on the name Noah even though we had never even considered it for our boy. It means rest and comfort.
...how much we grew and learned in such a short period of time from this trial.
When we moved to Ohio we happened to live right next door to a wonderful woman named Karen who was a member of our church. She has blessed our lives from the first day we met her and continues to do so to this day. She goes to Noah's grave site periodically for us and she was there today and took this picture. That meant the world to me. It's hard to be so far away and not be able to go ourselves, but it warms my heart that someone cares enough to do it for us. She emailed me this picture today: