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It’s hard to think about Easter this year without remembering where we were at Easter time last year. I actually dreaded it quite a bit. This would be another holiday our family would spend split apart and heart surgery was scheduled just two days later. KC was on supplemental oxygen and was unable to leave the house. She was also scheduled for a CT scan first thing that Monday morning after Easter in the hopes we could understand why her lungs were struggling so much before open heart. My parents came to our house to sit with KC so we could attend church with our big girls. The possibilities of surgery complications were never more real and I was consumed with fears rather than gratefulness of what this day meant to us.
I took these pics today of this smiling, healthy, supplement oxygen free, WALKING little girl and feel tearful thinking about how far she’s been carried. I feel so thankful for all of the many miracles and blessings and wonderful people that have crossed our path in the last year. I’m thankful that we’ve always know that regardless of where KCs life leads us, we have always had someone greater than us to put our hope in. I’m now grateful for this memory of a time that I once feared and the reminder of how important God’s miracles, especially the ones we don’t deserve, are to our lives.