When you step out of the shower and realize the color you just put on your hair is NOT the color on the box. You feel sorta queasy. Then you remember, it's just hair. Besides, based on my last google search, I only have to wait a few weeks to re-dye (who cares if it said that was for healthy hair which mine is not).
I realized, though, that the queasy feeling I had has been there. I have been moody lately (Daddy-O even questioned said moodiness in an ever so sweet fashion today). Then I put my finger on it. This is the anniversary of Jordan's due date. My body was realizing it before my brain I guess. They moved my due date numerous times but it was this week. I always said he would be born on Poppi's birthday, since he was his namesake.
Our son isn't with us on this earth. But we will be reunited. Until then, we have his sweet memory. And a peace, only made possible with our Lord and Savior.
"And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:7