Today marks 29 months since Judson died.  Why is 29 months particularly notable?

Judson lived 29 months before the onset of Krabbe disease…  29 months of untainted bliss with our son.  29 months of looking into his eyes and having him look back into mine.  29 months of holding his unbroken body.  29 months of hearing his unhindered voice.  29 months of watching him grow and develop.  29 months that Jud was able to enthusiastically engage his world.

29 months.

Now I have lived 29 months without Judson…  29 months of grief and sorrow over our son.  29 months of not being able to look into his eyes.  29 months without the opportunity to hold him.  29 months of not hearing his voice.  29 months of not seeing him grow and develop.  29 months since Jud has been gone from this world.

29 months.

My 29 months of longing for Jud may turn into more than 29 years, but each breath in loss illuminates the beauty of the 29 months of Judson’s life unimpeded by Krabbe disease and my hope for heaven where those 29 months will be multiplied by eternity.