I finally got all of my pictures transferred over to my new computer. Took me awhile to sit down and finally get them from the old broken laptop, to the new not broken one. I used a lot of pictures of David at his funeral so that people would remember who he was, not what he had become.
These are two of my favorite for several reasons. He is "normal" here, this was before his brain injury that occurred at 8 months old from complications during a "routine" heart surgery. I don't remember David like this, I was only 2.5 years old when this was taken. He looks so innocent here, just like a baby should. It was these photos that made me realize the tragedy of his life and the grace of his death. These are my favorites, yet they are difficult to take in...These are a photos of what was, what could have been...
I miss David. I have been so busy these last few weeks that I have forgotten how much I do miss him and how much my life has changed already. Its amazing. For so long my life has centered around Daivd's needs, his care, and being a sibling of a child with such a tragic life. That is all over now and its like I must being a new life. It is a hard thing to do, move on without him, yet have the burden of his care lifted from me. I find myself confused, sad and at a loss for words so often. It brings me to the end of myself...
I must remember to run to Christ, the One who waits with open arms...
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