The thought of a new year should have helped me lift the edge of the rug and sweep the past behind. But instead I felt myself wrestling with angst for what is to come, for the unknown and unseen. But God has never left our side, even on the darkest of days. God is with me. God is with my son. And He is not asking us to step forward into the unknown—not without him.
What will we take with us into the new year ahead? Will we drag the chains of the struggles and trials of the old year with us into the new? Will we allow the failures, regressions and setbacks of the last year define us and our child? Or will we use these experiences to shape us positively for the year ahead; to bear our scars as symbols of where we have been, what we have endured together, the experience we have acquired together, to take into the future to help us, our child, and others, to navigate through another year.