I started writing to Jackson after a 20 week ultrasound that changed everything and nothing. It taught us that every beginning has a thousand beginnings hidden away inside it. These are some of those letters.
dear jackson: when it has been 20 weeks
dear jackson: what i am waiting for
dear jackson: it will be better
dear jackson: the gift of breath
dear jackson: you show me Jesus
dear jackson: about your dad’s second book
dear jackson: the work on the ground
dear jack: one
dear jackson: on daring, and prayer
There is so much you can never write down. These are just glimpses, snapshots, but they tell a story of glory. And I’m so grateful.
Our friend Andrea took this just before Jack’s cleft lip surgery. That smile, that delight. It hasn’t changed.
But now he can grab leaves off the ground and run away from you while trying to eat them!