Little Moments-Big Dreams

I first wrote this post over a year ago. I could never get up the courage to publish it at the time. But now, somehow, a year later, after I've walked through even more sorrow, I feel the time is right to let loose of these words I typed out so many months ago. May they bless someone. On January 4, 2014, I got married. I met my future husband on a chilly February evening last year and after an awkward, halting start, our romance took off and flew much faster than either of us had anticipated. (I will write more about that another day). On our honeymoon, we walked on a beach in Florida and talked about our future. We both knew we wanted children. but we were not for sure when . Then, my husband pulled me close, and there by the ocean's edge,we gave our future family to God. We had a plan somewhat in place but ultimately, whether or not our plan for our future panned out, we wanted God to be glorified. Now, here we are, three months later. It has been the best three mon