My cousin sent this story to me about a little baby boy named Zion. A beautiful little baby boy with T18. I cried through the entire read.
My favorite part was about the parent’s holding onto hope.
For me before Lulu – hope was a dreamy word that spoke of an unknown world for me.
Kind of a “keep-my-fingers-crossed-I-hope”.
Since the honor of being Lulu’s mama, hope has become more of a reality than what I know this “earth home” to be.
It’s an “I-know-that-I-know-that-I-know-hope”.
Our hope of Heaven is close. Closer than we think.
And more real than this messy world can show us.
Luv = Hope
Lulu's Grace 
Beautiful. Thank you for sharing. Your writings are always so real and honest, and I love to hear your insight. Praying blessings your way…
You are such a special part of my memories of Lulu – your family reaching out before we even really knew you. What a blessing!
Thank you for opening your heart to all of us. I thoroughly enjoy your writing, reading your words and being inspired by your courage and faithfulness. Your family is so precious, a special gift for those of us looking in. “But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” Isaiah 40:31
Love to all of you,
Nicki Sommer
Thank you for the reminder of this scripture – you have blessed me more than you know!
Cami..I have a feeling Zion and Lulu have gotten well acquainted!!! I am having visions of them playing together and talking of their families that their MAKER gave them and just how BLESSED they were to be born into Jesus loving families!! HOPE…we have a lot to know just what it REALLY means but your family and Zion’s family has given us a taste of its strength!! Thank you dear sister..Kelli