I won’t get a chance to go meet baby Zion in Kansas City until mid-August.
But they send me pictures like this:
And I’m already wrapped around his tiny, tiny finger.
While he’s still in the hospital, the little buddy is pushing 5 pounds now, and showing a lot of healthy signs. Your continued thoughts and prayers are so appreciated.
It’s not lost on me that the same day that my dad moved to Austin, changing the face of our family, little Zion’s adoption process was officially started – also changing the face of our family.
The bitter and the sweet frequently coexist – I’ve seen this over and over in life. I guess I could curse the hard things for interfering with the good – but I think I’d rather just be extra thankful for the sweetness.