Brady Ages Again

I’m always very relieved on Brady’s birthday, because then we are both a year older, not just me. 😅

We are now both officially 37. And goodness my man looks GOOD 😍

There is no other human I have met that is stronger than this man right here. No other human who has crossed even similar bridges to the ones he has, and come out as well as he has. And that particular brand of strength ONLY comes from God. There is no other excuse for it, haha! It is ALL his faith in God, and the true surrender to Him.

I think I could fairly safely say that much of his life is not for the faint of heart. Cancer. Paraplegia. Fostering. But conveniently, Brady is not faint of heart 💜 Everyone has moments, of course, but when your heart is faint, it can be made strong. Psalm 61:2 says “From the ends of the earth, I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.” And THAT right there is how Brady stays afloat. I’d say its how he’s still standing. But. You know.

My sweet man, you just get better and better with age. Your medical file would disagree, but I insist that it is the absolute truth.

I LOVE who you were when we got married.

I LOVE who you were when we started our family.

I LOVE who you were before this whole mess began.

I LOVE who you are becoming. That guy the most, for sure.

Sorry eating isn’t as fun these days 💜 We’ll get you all caught up one of these days, and you’ll be able to enjoy your favorites again. But hopefully leftover pumpkin pie counted for your birthday dessert this year. Next year, we’ll be back to steak ‘n’ cake. I can feel it.

I am so unbelievably grateful that you were born, Brady 💜 Thank you for choosing me years ago, and every day still. I love you 💜