There is not a moment that goes by that I do not think about Weston. He was a huge part of my life. If I was not at work, I was with Weston. I spent a lot of time with him and in many aspects my life revolved around his schedule. This is the first time I have ever had my life altered in such an abrupt way. My whole world has been turned upside-down. Oh how I miss him. My grief runs deep to my core, yet, I am aware of Christ in my life now more than ever. I do not fully understand the why and the how, but I know God is aware of my grief and confusion. I have run to Him and he has embraced me. I am weak and I am hurt, but God is here with me. Without God, my life would be over.
I cannot emphasize enough how important it is to allow Christ to come into your life. He will give you joy, peace, and direction if you will only allow Him. If it were not for my faith in Christ, I just could not go on. Because of God’s hand, both Erin and I are able to eat, sleep, and breath each day. Though it is very hard for us, we are alive. Because of Christ, we live.
Above: Daddy and his baby boy a few days after we brought him from the hospital after his birth. It’s hard to remember when Weston was this small. I was so proud. And I still am.
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