For the past 5 years, I have had a dream deep down in my heart to write a book. Not sure a day has gone by that I haven't thought about it in some way. It's been a constant yearning, and quite honestly there were days I questioned whether it would ever be fulfilled. My life the last 5 years has seen very little "down time," as a wife, mother of 3 BUSY kids, and full time teacher. However...a couple of months ago, I simply bit the bullet and began writing. I was amazed at how quickly and easily the words flowed. It is far from completion, but finally...the process has begun and my heart can rest.
This picture shows only 1 of several notebooks my cousin graciously made for me of every blog post (as well as the comments) from the first 10 months of Caed's journey. I have been going back and re-reading much of Caed's story to get a better timeline for the book. It has proven to be not only extremely helpful, but also deeply painful. To go back and read details of every single day of the worst year of your life is tough. However, God's overwhelming grace and mercy are also flowing from the pages I'm being forced to relive. Bittersweet.
The book is not Caed's story. Sure, he is the main character, but it is told entirely through a hurting mommy's heart. I do ask for prayers if it ever comes to your mind. It is a rewarding, but rather lengthy process. My #1 desire is to offer hope and encouragement to every person who (Lord willing) reads the book. We all face trials. Yes, they come in many different forms, but my prayer and purpose for the book is not simply to retell the events surrounding Caed's illness, but rather point you directly to the One who is in control of not only our good days, but also our bad.
