Breathing is so second nature to everyone...me included...that I don't even think about it, let alone give praise that I am breathing. With that said I realized I have not one time given praise to God for breathing life into me or my children. A simple act of breathing, and I haven't thanked God! Sad? Maybe... I have taken waking up and breathing in the morning for granted my entire life.....UNTIL I had Cora. Silly as it seems I give thanks and gratitude often for Cora's.
Something as simple as breathing is a wonderous gift! As I stand in awe so often letting the darkness surround me a beam of light shines through. The beam of my daughter's breathe is not just a glorious gift given to her but one of the many miracles we as humans have received from God!
So for me....being a parent of a CHD child means "cherishing every moment, every breath with such intensity that I feel tears come to my eyes for no apparent reason."
Blessings Until Next Time!