God heard us giggle again-

There is something about witnessing the sun dip into the ocean’s horizon as the waves crash against the sand that restores a certain rhythm to your heart. We toted our fabulous five to the beaches of Oahu and found this incredible melody. Our Birthday boys (Seleck and Stockton born April 22^nd) boogie boarded, snorkeled, swam with sea turtles, and laughed and laughed... Emma and Madsen found treasures cast in by the tide, built sand castles, and wrote in the sand with long gnarled sticks. And our baby, Maleck, a synonym for courage and strength, chased the waves while the sand tickled his tiny toes. He did not taste this memory– he slurped it. Together we gazed at them admiring their strength and tenacity for life. This past year, they have been our anchor, our rhythm. We will treasure this memory– always... the memory where we to giggled again and absorbed God’s beauty wishing never to forget and always remembering to be grateful.


(On February 26, 2009 my husband had a stroke at age 35... it took us quite some time to giggle again.)