It sure has been awhile.
Life gets like that sometimes doesn’t it? We get busy, make excuses, work too hard, play too little. In that time, life keeps moving and you miss so much. Everyone has their epiphany of when they need to slow down and smell the roses. This is mine.
Nine and a half months ago, I made a decision against my beliefs and for my own self gratification. But to be honest, if I knew I would be right here as happy as I am in this hospital bed, I would do it exactly the same over and over and over again.
Fast forward those 39 weeks and 4 days. I gave birth to possibly one of the most perfect babies on the planet. My son, Carter Michael Jones entered this world and my heart was forever changed.
I am surrounded by the sounds of his suckling, his dad’s snoring, and the occasional nursery sound in the hallway signaling a baby was born. These are all sounds that could very easily annoy another, but instead, put my heart at peace.
The amount of love I thought I could have for another human being has been surpassed exponentially and then some. There is no greater feeling than that. I believe. I also believe this is the type of love that Christ shares for us. A love so deep that there is no disappointment, no hurtfulness, and no deceit that could ever stop you from loving that person. Amazing.
I am filled with thankfulness, grace, love, happiness, peace, and an indescribable warmth inside my soul. This is the closest to Heaven on earth I think I will ever experience.