As usual I let the girl choose who they wanted to be for Halloween. They went back and forth for a couple weeks and then I told them it was time to decided so we could get them here in time. I had a hard time deciding what Liam should be....like seriously stressing over it. One day while in Sam's club I decided to see what costumes they had left in his size. I approached the display that had a handful of choices but the only one in his size was the minion costume. It may sound silly but to me it was an answer to prayers. I have over thought things most of my life and Liam's diagnosis only made it that much worse. Although to some it may seem coincidental. I felt like it was God letting me know that he was aware of me and that he knew of my struggle and concern for our little boy.
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