brandon and sarah: Hope and a Button

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Hope and a Button

I've never been one for blog buttons or blog advertisements. However, after reading about a family (that I don't know) I want to put their "button" on my sidebar. Please click it to see their webpage.

The night I read their story I had tears streaming down my cheeks. I checked on my boys many more times than usual throughout that night, each time offering a sincere prayer of gratitude that they were alive and well.

I'm humbled by this family, the Taylors, courage to find peace, hope, and beauty in losing two children. Please help them now adopt a sweet baby by reading their blog and spreading the word.

1 comments:

Josie said...: Now following them. What a heartbreaking story. Thanks for sharing!; January 8, 2012 10:59 AM

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The Things They Say

Jan. 2012- We ate at Jose Peppers, where Payt got a balloon. Once in the car, he managed to get it untied from his wrist; thus when the car door opened out went his balloon. He was, of course, upset and wanted his balloon back. I told him that the balloon was going home to go to bed. Payt starts crying "I want my balloon. Jesus home. My balloon. Balloon go to Jesus home." haha. Earlier in the week he'd asked me where Jesus' home was and I said Heaven and pointed up.

Payt 1/18/12- while Payton was saying the dinner prayer Derek started babbling. Payton growled "my turn, Derek (which actually sounds like 'dang it'), my turn" then he returned to praying in such a sweet voice. Again, Derek talked and Payt screeched "MY TURN, DEREK!" and then sweetly returned to blessing the food.

Payt 1/17/12- I ask Brandon what he's doing, to which he replies "just farting around." Payt calls out "I wanna fart, too, B!"

Payt 1/15/12- passing the fire station on the way to church Payt says, "B, where fire gucks?" I say I don't know, maybe they're sleeping or out helping someone. Payt says, "No, they at store buy bandaids."

Payt 1/9/12- on the way to the doctor's office I ask Payt what doctors do; he replies "put bandaids on ouches"

Payt 12/11- Recently Payt learned the word "ouch" and "touch". Now, when ever he sees a razor he says, "No touch! Ouch, ouch!" and holds up his hand. For the longest time I couldn't figure out how he knew that, but then we remembered that almost SIX months ago while on vacation he got in my make-up bag and sliced his hand on my razor.