June 12th, Year Three...

Again I am faced with this day. I KNOW this year will be a joyous year. Not that you want your child's death day to be joyous, but screaming out in pain and feeling disconnected from life has shown me no mercy, no help in healing my pain. So this year I am looking forward to seeing the things everyone will do to acknowledge him, Branson, my son, and how he changed their life...how they interpret heaven! It will be a day that he will be so proud of, seeing God in everyone's daily living. I can't wait to feel his presence and see where he shows himself that day. I know he will. The veil between heaven and earth will be a little thinner this day and I will feel him near me, holding me and guiding me through a day I vividly remember and can't stop thinking about. The day my life forever changed....in a horrible way that I would change if I could, but also in an amazing way. That is harder to explain. Amazing, doesn't sound like a word I should use to describe that day, but what has happened for God's glory because of that day, that is amazing. Who Branson was and what his short little life meant...THAT is amazing. So, yes, it was a horrible amazing day. Please post on my page, send me a message, a text anything to let me know what you did to show glory to him on June 12th. I want to feel the joy pouring from your souls.