Caden's Surgery, One Year Ago

Yesterday was the one year anniversary of Caden's surgery. I wanted to write about it and go to the hospital and thank the nurses and doctors and commemorate the day somehow. I was, however, a little too emotional about the whole thing. Even more so than on Caden's birthday, I feel like Caden's surgery-day was a sort of re-birth for him and for us.

I still can't seem to remember that day without trembling a little and having tears well up. It was a terrifying day, and although the outcome was good, I can scarcely imagine going through that again in a few years.

Two days ago, Zack got tired of listening to the "Toddler Tunes" CD that Jayci likes to have on repeat (I cant fathom why). He popped in an unmarked cd, and I couldn't stop the ugly-cry that came out when the first song started playing. It was the cd we had playing in the car while we drove back and forth from the hospital during Caden's stay.

And these words ring in my heart today just as strongly and clearly as they did a year ago. And I am grateful. So today, a year and a day after Caden's surgery, I am remembering and praising Jesus for how far Caden has come and for the things that He has done and continues to do in and through Caden's special little heart.