Today he would be four. Wow. It seems like only yesterday we were waiting to meet our precious little one. 4 years.

For days I have been thinking about this post. How could I share Joshua’s short life with you? How could I show how much we love and miss him?

No matter how many ideas came to mind, none of them seemed right. Or to express what I wanted to share.

So I will say this…

We loved him. He was prayed for even before he was conceived. He is loved by his siblings. He is missed. There is a hole forever in our family. I long for one more minute to hold him. I long to see him running to keep up with his brother. I long to hear him say “I love you, mommy.”

I ache for my daughter who was in her room crying because she missed Joshua and wishes he were here. I cry for my son who wants to see his brother; who imagines that Jesus is holding him in His arms.

I pray for dear, sweet friends who understand my pain too well.

Joshua Aaron.

November 1, 2004

The same weekend of the mole sighting, we had a couple of overnight guests.

Cute, huh? Eddie and the kiddos were busy with that lovely yard work. They moved a few stones so Eddie could mow up by the patio. Lookie, there. Two little friends. Special, isn’t it?

Mary. That’s her finger. She loved the little snakies. She wanted to keep them. Pets, you know. Um, no way, little lady. Daddy, however, loves to encourage hands on learning. Great dad. Wonderful dad. Hero. They were able to keep the little guys overnight. OUTSIDE.

Mary, releasing the snakes into their natural habitat. Yes, the were enclosed by the might power of aluminum foil.

Please note: I am thankful for a zoom lens. Seriously. Distance is a good thing. Science = check.

*I am having issues with my photos sizing properly; my apologies!

Just testing out a cool new feature. Does it work?