Thinking about him today.
Wondering what his future will be. Wondering what he's doing right now. Wondering if our lives will intertwine in a very intimate way.
Who will hold those hands as he crosses the street? Who will show those hands how to hold a crayon? Will those hands one day reach up to Dirt and I to pick him up?
I don't have any answers...but my God knows. And I trust Him.
Note: I can't show pictures, it's not allowed. Sorry!