One family member survived this crash on Sunday, is in the hospital with broken pelvis (in three places) and damaged lung, but...alive.
Another family member is also in the hospital, newly born, just today. She's tiny and has a beautiful name and beautiful parents who welcomed her into this world on a dramatic spring day in Portland with downpours, thundering hail, and the kind of glowing sunset that turns the world pink for a few sweet minutes.
And someone very far away, unknown yet to us and us to her, is one step closer to being welcomed into our family*. She's experiencing or has experienced a side impact in her life, much like the t-bone crash above, putting her in the circumstances that lead to her becoming our family. These are her ashes. This is what I think about as we begin the wait to find out who she is.
We're here. We're waiting. Praying her wounds can heal and she can bloom in the safe place we offer. God, make us worthy of such a task.
*As of Monday, we're officially on Gladney's waitlist for a referral...finally. We were pretty slow this time round).