Those 3 numbers in a row mean a lot to me. It reminds me of the day my whole life changed. The first time my life changed was the day I married Rich. This day, June 6, 2006 I found out I was pregnant, not only pregnant but half way through my pregnancy with no obvious symptoms. You might say,”How could that happen?” Well.... I was 46 years old and at that age you begin to think about going through the change of life. Thinking about this had left me very sad, for I was childless. Something I had not faced because my dreams were always full of family and thoughts of children. A very dear friend had come to visit me. She had not seen me in a year and when she saw me, she knew I was pregnant. Later in the evening of her first day here, she asked me if I was and I said no. I am going through the change. During her visit she encouraged me to get a home pregnancy test but I resisted. I was afraid of the pain of disappointment if it came out negative. It was a pain I felt I could not endure. The day she flew out she slipped me some money and asked me to purchase one. On the way out of the airport, Rich asked me what the money was for and I told him, “Oh she thinks I am pregnant but I think she is wrong.” A small still voice spoke to me the next day on my way home from work. Elena, go get a test. So, I did. Shock was my first response when I saw the positive result, then waves of joy flooded my soul. It was like a river flowing into a dry and barren land. God had remembered me! He did not forget! Six, Six, Six also reminded me of the six days of creation. The Lord told me that this baby was special, it was His work. I continued on in my pregnancy without any complications. My doctor told me that he was doing all the extra tests and appointments because I was 46(not because of my health). He said if you were 25 I would not be doing all the extra sonograms and such. Rich and I decided not to have an amniocentesis done because we felt it was not necessary. Mary was not only God’s work physically but also spiritually. She is a gift to Rich and I. We look forward to the days of her growth and maturity. She is a small flower bud coming up and one day she will be a beautiful flower, pleasing to the Lord and all grown up before we know it.
Me in my garden (5 1/2 months pregnant)
2 comments:
Even though I know your story, it still makes me cry.
Nessa
Beautiful story. What a blessing from God you've been given!
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