Blessed time

Tonight I read a story about how every child is given to a specific Mom for a purpose. It talked about all kinds of circumstances, but momma's of children who never get to take their first breath stick to my soul. I looked down at the sleeping 3 year old in my arms and realized that it was 5 years ago this week that we lost our sweet Nicky. I still am in awe that God spared my life and while it was a seemingly impossible task to go on living with Nicky, God honored their life by healing my heart. I instinctively thought "wow, I am Living on borrowed time" but that is terribly inaccurate, I AM LIVING ON BLESSED TIME!!! God is good, all the time.