7 July 2010
Our special grandson is one today. Just seen him on Skype – taking his first tottering steps and trying to carry his new little guitar, his special birthday present. His special aunt made him jelly sweets with apple juice and gelatin, and another birthday cake.
He is loved indeed, and in perfect health (and that should make anyone into a happy girl). I am so grateful to God for his health and wholeness. The experiences of this night a year ago were so horrific that I could never have believed that he would be normal, let alone so wonderfully strong and bright. It is cause for praise indeed.
How can I mark this day, I wonder?

