Picture of Health

Field and I were at the grocery store today.  He was happy and giggly (is that a word?).  He LOVES to be pushed in the cart - he thinks it's funny. ;)

A random lady, whom I do not know, came up to Field and started talking to him.  I smiled and continued bagging up the potatoes I needed.  Then she looked at me and told me that my child is the "picture of health."  She then said, "You are doing a such a good job as his mother...that is one happy and healthy boy."  I wanted to cry.  Not out of sadness, but with joy.  If only she knew what we had been through during Field's first year of life.  If only she knew of the scars battle wounds underneath that precious t-shirt.  I smiled and said thank you.

I never thought I would ever hear that about my Field but am thankful that God is good and He finds ways to show His love.  We are so grateful for Field's health and dare I say it, so grateful for what we've been through.  For it makes moments like that so much sweeter.

Just thought I would share...