Three years ago today I baked a cake, stuck a "zero" candle on top, and shared it with all the other families at the Ronald McDonald House.
Noah celebrated the day by getting pulmonary hypertension and being revented.
I hate it when people tell me that God doesn't give you more than you can handle. He sure gave me more than my share! I've had my bitter days, but over time I've come to realize that He gave me more than I can handle for good reason. I'm one of those people who likes to handle everything myself. Since I'm in over my head I have to rely on Him.
Life would sure be different if Noah had been born today, but I'm not so sure it would be better.
Happy Unbirthday, sweet boy!