God seems wonderful and terrifying at the same time. That's how I feel about my own children.
Mother's day was the birth of my first grand baby and he is a perfect little angel. All I know is that in the end of my second year of sorrow, my Jackson Nicholas Kelce was born. The timing couldn't have been more perfect, for mother's day has become one of those days I would rather hide under the covers.
I love my children, they are the most favorite loves of my life, but to lose your oldest puts the universe out of whack in my tiny little world.
I am feeling better at least changing for the better, and my brand new little blessing is making the hole in my heart not feel so HUGE.
I feel much more complete, satisfied and grateful. I still have a bucket list, but mostly I'd like to stick around to see the rest of my family grow up and be happy, well and free to live their lives as they see fit.
That's really all that's left, I now have more strength to stay and see that happen.
I'm not sure if Nic had a hand in my mother's day gift or not, but I sure do appreciate that special day.