Guest Blog: When Broken Becomes Beautiful

When I looked down at Elias, his newborn body molded to my arm, I couldn’t help but question his life. He wasn’t the story I planned for. He wasn’t what I dreamed of or even wanted. I cried and felt an overwhelming amount of guilt as these thoughts saturated my mind. 

The day I found out my son had Down syndrome, was the day I became a different person. I questioned God. I was angry with God.