Vievie

Thirty three days, not that anyone's counting, that's the rough estimate countdown.  Through all the heartache and frustration of the past three years, this one thing is becoming glaringly obvious:  God is merciful.

Her name is Genevieve Nicole.  On January 4th or 5th, or if they're lucky, New Year's Day, she will grace us with her squishy-faced presence.  She will be the fifth little girl I call "niece". Her name has a combination of special meanings.  It includes elements of my daddy's name as well as a part of my fake sister-in-law's name.

She is the culmination of years of loss and heartache and distrust and desperation and hope and prayer.  She is unexpected, undeserved, unlikely medically, and unimaginably healing.

For all the dread the next thirty three days holds for me, I will praise Jesus for his merciful timing and unfathomable love.