.Loved Relentlessly.

The words of my 9-year-old sister Rebecca totally caught me off guard last night. I had made some flippant comment about if she cut her hair, she would regret it. She said, "Hannah, I'm just a little girl. I don't even know what regret means!" I have thought about her statement so much since then. At that moment my thoughts were something alot the lines of, Ah, just wait a few years...you will understand very well someday the meaning of the word... But today, I wonder if this has to be true. This day has been probably one of the most emotional in my own personal history. An unexpected but very long awaited blessing is happening in my immediate family, while in this same space of moments and hours, the man so close to my heart may experience a deeply painful loss. This has lead me to remember how precious these days are...they are not many at all...just as in one day new life can begin, so another can end. Life is precious, life is fragile... So with these thou

So yeah...I officially caved. :-P I love to blog, but had sworn off joining another site of any kind. However, after a consultation with myself, I decided I might as well join an actual blog site, and simply import to FB, Myspace, etc. Welcome, I suppose. :)