Parker turns twenty-seven today.
I am struggling to find the words to express how grateful I am for this seemingly ordinary milestone. As a writer, this should be easy. But the days when more birthdays were uncertain are not so far behind us, and still prey on our minds.
Although some of the emotional effects of his illness linger, Parker has begun a new life, full of hope and possibility. We know it could have been the other way, and for that we are eternally grateful.
Lord, purge our eyes to see / Within the seed a tree,
Within the glowing egg a bird / Within the shroud a butterfly:
Till taught by such, we see / Beyond all creatures, Thee.
