Maddox # 13

While Andrew and I were in line at Chick-Fil-A last night, we were behind a young girl wearing a sports jersey. Her name and number made me smile. It was one of those moments that makes me think it was God or Maddox letting us know he’s well and that, even though he’s not physically here, he’ll always be a part of us. I am still trying to figure out what I believe about the kind of communication God allows between our love ones up in heaven and us down here on earth. I spoke with the girl and her dad. I didn’t go into detail about him not making it, but I told them our son’s name is Maddox and that he was born on December 13th. They were very nice and thought it was neat, because their last name is Maddox. I miss our little man, and I like these special reminders of him.