A Day to Remember

Today is the anniversary of one of the happiest days of my life.  Our son, Jason, and his beautiful wife, Megan, became parents (and we became grandparents) one year ago today.  Ryan Patrick Egbert was born at 6:42 pm, at 9 lbs, 5 oz and was 21 inches long.  He sported a full head of hair.  We’re talking about one beautiful baby boy, if I say so myself.  Both Carol and I had so looked forward to this day, and we couldn’t have been more excited.  Eight short days later, Ryan died of a very rare genetic disorder called NKH.

I have spent twelve months missing our little man, and mourning the devastating loss this has been for all of us who looked forward so eagerly to his arrival.  We have all shed many tears.  There will be no happy ending to this tale, at least not this side of heaven.  But I will see him again and I will spend eternity smothering him with kisses and hugs.

People frequently ask me how Jason and Megan are doing, and I really appreciate their concern.  They are doing pretty well, all things considered.  Please continue to pray for them.

I thank God for Ryan.  This little guy blessed so many people in the short time he had here.  The legacy of his life and death have touched so many people. I wish we could have had more time, but I’ll celebrate the time God did give us.

Happy Birthday, my sweet Ryan.  Love you always, Grandpa.