The sting of watching my life as a mom not look the way I had always pictured it, doesn't ever go away. Some days are easier than others and the grief is so faint and so small in my heart that I nearly forget it's there. And other days, it's so big and painful I'm not sure how I will get through it. And that is ok. Grief is a part of this journey.

The lessons and experiences from this life are priceless, but ultimately, the reason I would never trade it, is because I have grown closer to Jesus BECAUSE of my circumstances.

See, there's not going to just be a new heaven and a new earth. There will a new body. Which is why I know without a shadow of a doubt that my son will one day never need his wheel chair again.