all of those things created by God and made whole through Him. God chose me, of all the deserving women in this world, to be Brooks’ mother. My heart skips a beat just thinking about it. Once I stopped thinking about my ‘then’ and was present in my new ‘now’ I was able to see a little clearer. Prayer has always been a sacred time for me. A time when I find myself again in God’s love and clarity. It’s my time to check back in with my Heavenly Father and escape the pressures, schedules, and expectations the world brings and focuses back on what God brings…His love. I see it all around me everyday, especially in the eyes of little B. When he smiles back up at me it melts the small corner in my heart God reserved just for him. It’s our very own little special place that no one person or thing can take from us. So in honor the week of giving thanks, I thank God for prayer…and that tiny special corner in my heart, made just for my little Bear.