Part 5 in the Groundhog Day Series where I try to answer the question: If you were forced to re-live a single day for the rest of your life, what day would you pick?
Answer #5: June 8, 2005
June 8, 2005 changed my life forever.
June 8, 2005 was one of the most painful days of my life.
There’s so much I could say about that day, but in the end, I think it’s best to just say that even with all of the heartache and pain, I’d gladly choose to re-live that day…just to be able to hold my nephew for a few more minutes…just to show him (and his mom and dad) how much he was loved…how much he is still loved.
Of course, re-living that day over and over would mean that I wouldn’t have sung Happy Birthday to Caedmon last night. And wouldn’t have heard him say “Do it again!” after we sang it.
Of course, there’s a lesson here about living in the past, but I’ll save that for one final ‘Groundhog Day’ post.
In the meantime, I think I’ll sit back and cherish the small amount of time that Jaron was with us.
The eternal God is our refuge. And underneath us are His everlasting arms.
~ Deuteronomy 33:27