Words really can’t describe how I feel for this boy. He isn’t mine, but sometimes I feel that he is. I only have three children…and Ethan :) His mommy is my best friend in the entire world. She means everything to me…and so her family does as well. She is my sister, I consider her husband a real brother and her son my own. It’s not odd, but it is rare and it is how God intended us all to feel about each other. Today baby Ethan turns one year old. One year ago my sister’s life was changed forever, and in a big way, my own life as well. This little boy brings me so much joy. I don’t get to spend nearly enough time with him, even though I literally do see him almost every day. I’m just so thankful that he is in my life. Not a lot matters in this world when you look into those crazy blue eyes. All the hate and ugly that is spewed all over this world takes on a new meaning, us as adults don’t want to remove ourselves from hate because of our own tender hearts…all we want to do is protect our children from it.

I got to babysit him on Tuesday, I was so looking forward to just spending time with him. Then a wrench was thrown into my plans by the Enemy and I felt defeated, like I couldn’t move, couldn’t be the Aunt I wanted to be.  It was also the kids’ first day of school…I had so many plans for that day, full of simple joy and spending it with my Lily & baby Ethan. But then through foggy glasses I sat with Baby E on the couch and we made each other laugh. His rolls and big tummy bellowing with deep laughter. God has such a plan for his life…