A memory that brings joy and tears

I was searching for something in my closet yesterday and found a rubbermaid box. I looked in the box to remember what was in there........when I saw these sweet little white boxes, my heart immediately became heavy. These boxes were given to me at the hospital. The contents inside are very precious to me.......a picture of Matthew and Harris dressed in sweet little white shirts and a sweet white cap (both of these outfits were placed in each box), a footprint imprinted in plaster, footprints stamped on a card, and a sweet note from all of the nurses who were there tending to my boys and me! It amazes me how I think about my boys every day, but it isn't until I am hit with a visible memory from that day, that my heart becomes heavy and I am frozen for a few minutes. I am so very blessed I can sit here and type about what a happy day that was also! I am so thankful for my survivor, Will! He has brought me so much joy and he amazes me every day! I also truly feel if Matthew and Harris had lived, sweet Ben and Ann Phelps wouldn't be in our lives - God knows what I can handle!!! Even though I never got to hear Matthew and Harris cry, or I never looked into their eyes, I can have peace knowing one day I will get to see them running to me when I join them in Heaven!! God is so good ALL the time!!!!