Thirty-three years ago today, my late husband, Paul, and I welcomed a son into our family. At his birth, we did not realize we would only have him here for eighteen years. During those years, there are many memories to recall. One memory, mainly, was when I took him to the barbershop for a haircut when he was three years old. The gentleman seated in the chair at the time was bald on top and had hair on the sides. As the barber was trimming his hair, Joe said to me in his innocence, "I don't want to get my hair cut like that." I had all I could to keep laughing, yet I was also embarrassed. The barber smiled at me.

I like to acknowledge Joe's birthday here on my blog. 

If you are a mom that has lost a child, please know that you are not alone. Do you have a memory you would like to share? I would love to read about it. Feel free to comment below, or contact me. My connect button is on the sidebar of this blog.

I want to share my prayer to the Lord on this day. You are welcome to use this prayer and fill in your child's name.

Thank you, Lord, that Joe was a part of my life.

Thank you, Lord, for having memories I can hold onto that bring me healing.

Amen

With love, 

Patty