This paper is 14 years old.
The morning of Little Guy’s baptism I searched and searched for this paper and found it in Julia’s baby book.
When we were first married, we were good little newlyweds and visited family all the time – which gave us about an hour and a half in the car – from College Station, Texas to The Woodlands, Texas or hours in the car from College Station, Texas to Murphy, Texas.
These were such a great drives – Navasota, Todd Mission, Magnolia, Corsicana, Fairfield… great music and McDonalds french fries.
When we were expecting Julia, the ultrasound didn’t show if she was a boy or a girl. So we had to figure out girl’s names and boy’s names.
Julia was born six weeks early – so it was a good thing she was a girl!
We had only agreed on the girl’s name – Julia Tirion. This means youthful, kind and gentle. Julia is also a saints name – something that is so very important to us.
We could NOT agree on a boys name.
We settled on two first names – Nathaniel, which means gift of God, and Riley, which means valiant and courageous.
Julia was born.
And do you see the other name we wanted for a son?
All these years… so many miscarriages later – we never used the name Riley. Never.
I dreamt of my children. Sometimes their names were whispered to me in the quiet of the night.
And now? We have a Riley!
And remember what Riley means? Courageous and Valiant! I tell you what – his bravery shows up every day. He has embraced a new family with love and kindness at two years old.
What a perfect name.
The night Karen told me about him, I held my breath. His name is Riley? Is this too perfect?
Yes, yes it is. That is how God works.
Have a great week!