God Don’t Make No Mistakes

My daughter was born with a cleft lip.  When I found out, I was terrified.  It was the unknown and the concern for her happiness, not just her health that kept my heart in my throat for months.  I am embarrassed to admit that I found myself asking, “Why her? Why me? Why us?”  It was so huge.

I am now on the other side, and here, I carry power.  The power of knowledge that everything is going to be okay.  That we can do this! But in that moment, before the knowledge, I doubted my own strength.  There was a time though, that I finally realized something amazing.  “God Don’t Make No Mistakes.”


I have a very dear friend that is going through something very similar right now, only bigger.  She is such an amazing soul.  She has been my friend forever, from the time we were in diapers.  I love her.  It is through her that my message has truly been confirmed.

She, I will call her Tammy,  was always the person that chose others before herself.  She was always kind even when she didn’t agree.  She was one of the first to call me and check in after Sidekick 1 was born and always has kind words of encouragement.  When we had different friends and different groups, I could still call her my friend and I know she would agree.  She has friends for days with good reason.  She is beautiful and smart-the whole package.  Why her?  Why her baby?

Life isn’t fair.  But one thing I know for certain is that her baby is one lucky little angel.  What better place for that child to be than in the arms of my friend Tammy?

Through her, my friend, and the angel my life has already been touched.  What an amazing soul.  Thank you for reminding me.

I may not be perfect. I may have some bad days mixed in with the good.  I may doubt myself and my ability to be the best mother for my children.  Sometimes I may find myself asking the question, “why me?” when things get hard.  I am realizing even more every day though that I was made just for my children.  Every choice, action, and even hardship has made me the person and mother that I am.  I am one of God’s perfect choices.  I was made to be the mother of my children and that is powerful.  It is with great honor that I say, “Thank you for choosing me.”

My friend Tammy: There would be no better place. I believe that.  I’m here for you.

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