Missing my Munchkin

January 16th is always a hard day for me.  Today marks two years since we learned that baby Nathan had gone to be with the Lord.  Everyday I miss him, but today the longing seems particularly strong.  After two years, I still grieve the loss of the son I never got to cuddle & hug, never got to see smile, and never got to hear laugh.  But I also rejoice and rest in the knowlegde that I will see him again someday in God's kingdom.  I miss him, but I do "not grieve as others do who have no hope" (1 Thes 4:13).  So until that day comes, I will continue on and I will love the two precious boys that I do get to hug and wrestle.  What a joy, a privilege, and a journey that motherhood has been.  I am thankful for every second of it.