A close friend of ours lost her father this past weekend. Within 36 hours everything changed for her family.
It blows my mind how uncertain this life is sometimes. It just takes a story like this to knock you down and put you in your place. We are not promised tomorrow. We never know what tomorrow will bring. We just have to trust daily that God's perfect plan will take place, and know that he will provide us with the strength to endure anything that comes our way.
It-is-a-scary-truth to face, but the truth is I may never get the opportunity to hold my little girl. Tomorrow morning when I kiss Brandon goodbye it could be the last. This truth breaks my heart, but I do know that every kiss from Brandon and every kick from my little angel will be cherished, and everyday when we go out in the scary world God's perfect plan will take place.