Last weekend, we had a visit to the ER with Brynna. It wasn’t anything serious. It’s something that, for most kids, could have been accomplished with just a sick visit to a pediatrician, or maybe an urgent care…but not Brynna. It was just a reminder to me, to us, that we aren’t quite normal yet, and that it will be a good long while before we are. But, it was also such a reminder to me of how far she has come.

I still remember the day like it was yesterday…some details glare out at me, others have faded some, but are still there. The day started early, with Ben bringing her into our bed. We both noticed a deep purple bruise on her ear (her ear!), and her mouth seemed to have just a little blood in, like she had bit her lip. I knew. Deep down, I knew. I had wrestled with it for over a week, and I believe that was God’s way of helping to soften the blow. You want answers, but you don’t. You want to figure out the path of healing, but you don’t want to hear the words that will shatter your heart into a million pieces.

Ben and I prayed fiercely over this decision. Countless people covered us in prayer over this decision (THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!). It was in no way an easy one, but we knew it was God’s decision if we trusted Him and sought Him. One of our biggest prayers was that God would unite us completely on whichever path we were to choose. And He did.

You are beautiful, inside and out. You are a warrior, a fighter, a survivor, a miracle. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. You are a gift, and today we celebrate you!! Your life has touched and impacted more than we will probably ever know. God has something truly special in store for you, and we are honored that we get a front row seat. We love you more than words can ever say. Happy birthday, our fierce little Bobkat!!