Amanda and the Hendersons

It would seem that sometimes life takes us where we are not ready to go. Life keeps moving when we would rather it stood still.... Like a child spinning round and round until they are too dizzy to stand.... Life can be that way. When we hiked earlier this month....Parklen spent time running.... My life is that way. You pray for something for so long.... and then it almost surprises you when the answer arrives.... The cells that Paysen gave to his brother at the beginning of summer.... Those glorious little cells... You know the ones... Well, it seems they were given in vain.... They did not complete the job they were intended for... They did not work. They had no effect on Parklen's being. Devastating. The hours Paysen spent in preparation.... the time he spent with a needle in his arm.... The tears he cried. The fears he felt... All for nothing.... I cannot even bring myself to tell him. because it hurts my heart, and I know it will hurt his t...

There lives a super hero among us.... A boy. A young man....growing ever quickly. He is full of mischief.... often times ornery or full of sass.... He is boiling over with love... in the form of kisses and hugs.... He is my daily reminder of many things.... to find beauty in each moment... to appreciate  the difficulties that parenting can bring.... to stop and smell the roses, to breathe deeply....just because I can. To always remember.... things that have been.... To soak up... things that are... And to look forward... to things that will be.... As I look through pictures from this summer I find myself drawn to these two... They speak volumes to my heart.... They illustrate strength....childhood....wonderment and imagination.... Because inside the body of this little boy... resides a big hero..... Remember that today is ever fleeting... Tomorrow will be gone before long, and this moment, right here and right now.... could v...

Today was a day like many others.... We woke up in Denver.... The five of us in the same room...... The city sounds bustling outside of the Brent's Place window.... I snoozed the alarm a couple times.... cursing Murphy's law and how it holds our children snugly tucked into their beds when we have places to be.....and wakes them when the morning is free from schedule.... We armed ourselves with a little breakfast and a whole lot of coffee and headed to the hospital... We passed through the sliding glass doors....the same doors that have opened for us for over 7 years....the thresh hold that reveals another world....a world that is far from foreign to us... There is little that is quite as classy as exam room selfies.....we. are. dorks. Appointments... Check ups. Doctors, nurses, staff... friends. They surround us when we walk into clinic.... Each turn of a corner reveals another smile.... these people that I have known for longer than many friends back ...