My Dearest Little Brooklyn,
You're turning one today. Oh what a year it has been, sweet baby. You are a warrior, Brooklyn. You are sweet and happy and even a little bit feisty. You bring such joy to our lives, just like your two big sisters. And just like them, you are "fearfully and wonderfully made," special heart and all. Incredibly, He "knit you together in [my] womb and ordained every single day of your life." (paraphrased from Psalm 139) Every single day, Brooklyn. The easy ones. The hard ones. The fun ones. The sad ones. All of your days.
Your life. Your little life has touched so many people already, Brooklyn. God has shown Himself faithful and mighty in power in so many ways. God used the prayers of many wonderful friends and family and the minds and hands of several amazing medical professionals to hold you up and spare your life. And through those same prayers, God carried your daddy and me through some dark days. There are lots and lots and lots of people who love you, Brooklyn. They are rejoicing with us today as we celebrate you, your life and all God has done.
From the time we received your diagnosis four months before we met you, I believed God chose you, chose us, to walk this road and endure this trial for a purpose, or many purposes. Only He knows that full picture, but be assured, His plan and purpose are for your good, for our good, and are so much greater than we could ever imagine.
"And we know that in all things, God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to His purpose." --Romans 8:28
God loves you so, Brooklyn. He is for you. And He is good. No matter the circumstances. My deepest desire for you (and your sisters) is that you come to know Him and His love for you at an early age, fall in love with Him and follow hard after Him all the days of your life. In Him, there is life. The only life worth living.
I consider it an honor to be your mama, sweet baby, and I can't wait to tell you your story, the one that God wrote for you, someday. I have no doubt you'll see God's fingerprints all over your life. I can't wait to see what He does with you and in you in the coming days, months and years.
Happy Birthday, Brooklyn Hope.
I love you more than I could ever fully express in words.
Your Grateful Mama
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| the first of many hands to touch your sweet life |
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| very proud mommy and daddy meeting you for the first time |
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