Danny's Birthday

It was a rainy Wednesday morning in Guilderland, N.Y. I was having severe labor pains so we got in the car after Jerry put out the trash, almost went through a few red lights. 24 hours later it was snowing. At 5:51 a.m. on Thursday, I gave birth to a golden baby (jaundice). He was a joy for the next 36 years of his life. There were some speedbumps along the way, but nobody's perfect, even the golden boy.
Today I celebrated his birthday by bringing food to the Union Mission warehouse and helping to pack food and toys for needy families, something he would have engaged in himself, had he lived.
I love the fact that even though he was an only child for 9 years until we adopted Sherri and he was very smart and gifted, he gained the gift of loving people unconditionally in Louisville, Kentucky. It was that lesson of love and acceptance without judgment, that Jesus taught him finally. It's easy to think you're better than others and be impatient with their faults if you are so favored by God with good looks, strength and intelligence. Living with Sherri taught him patience and endurance, acceptance. But the lesson wasn't complete until years later, in Kentucky. That's basically all God wants is for us to love each other the way He loves us.
So Happy Birthday, Danny, in Heaven.