I’m big on dates. On anniversaries of events. For some reason I associate things with dates. Seven years ago today, my life drastically changed with a confession from my husband. As awfully horrible as that day was, I never in my wildest dreams imagined I’d even survive it, let alone live a life that was abundant. Boy how I was wrong. I’d like to tell you about one of the biggest blessings I could have ever received in this whole story. My stepson, Jack. He calls me Momma Cindy but it sounds like Momm-uh Cin-day. When he sees me, he runs up to me and gives me the biggest hug. He loves his dad and often just stares at him as if to say he’s missed seeing him. He is smitten with his older brother, Noah, and is slowly, but surely adjusting to life with his little brother, Seth. I think we all are 🙂 But I think the most beautiful thing that God has done here is to bring two women together in friendship. Jack’s mom is really an amazing person. Despite the circumstances that caused us to meet, I liked her immediately. We so look forward to seeing each other and usually end up laughing the entire time we are together. Especially if Jack’s grandmother comes, too! We talk a mile a minute as if we are trying to get in a year’s worth of visiting in a 60-minute segment. We are genuinely concerned with each other’s lives. We send birthday presents and Christmas presents and notes here and there just to touch base. We are open and honest about life and sometimes have a hard time dealing with the residual affects that continue to surface from choices that were made many years ago. But, we do it together because of one little boy. One precious, terrific, funny little 6-year old boy who has stolen all of our hearts. In fact, he’ll steal yours, too, if you ever meet him. He just has that affect on people. I realize that my stating all of this may sound so foreign, so weird for you to imagine. Especially if I tell you that we’d love to spend more time together and have even invited Jack and his mom to come stay with us instead of just his visit without her. I can’t really explain it except to say that the God I love and serve and have trusted my whole life to, does not, under any circumstance disappoint. He just doesn’t. So, here I sit. Looking back at some of the hardest, yet at the very same time, some of the most rewarding years of my life and I stand in awe at the only One who could make something like this happen. Who woulda thought.