Thanking God for Unanswered Prayers

Have you ever really thought of how many times in life a blessing has been disguised by an unanswered prayer?  I certainly have, and I thank god everyday for mine.  Perhaps it's as they say, you have to live the bad to truly appreciate how good it can be.  In August 1999, I married a man I had been with for a very long time, it seemed like the right thing to do.  It was a beautiful August day, enjoyed with family and friends, it went perfectly and from there our life together began.  It was neither good nor bad, well bad now that I know better and of hindsight is 20/20, right?  but for the most part, it was life.  Soon after our marriage, we wanted a family, but unfortunately (or was it?) we couldn't conceive, even with the help of fertility medications and procedures, a baby was just not in our future.  I watched my friends have babies and each time, although I was more than overjoyed for each of them, my heart broke, I wanted MY baby.  It's not a feeling I can describe to anyone, only those that have travelled this heart wrenching road would understand. I prayed everyday and night that god would give me a baby to love, one of my own, that he would prove the specialist wrong and give me my miracle.  I eventually came to terms with the fact that it just may not be god's plan for me, so I started making other plans, going back to school for example, changing my career directions, trying to focus on anything other than my unanswered prayer.  After 7 years of marriage, the many contributing factors to our failing marriage finally came to a head and we parted ways, so my prayers of a happy, lifelong marriage went unanswered.  Why were my prayers not being heard? What had I done to deserve all of this? no baby, no marriage? and then.......

We met, this amazing man, we were a fit from the start, it was if a door opened and on the other side were those lost prayers.  There had been a plan all along and I was just starting to understand.  (By the way, this was  our very first picture together!)
Four short months after this picture was taken, ALL my prayers were answered:

Jackson was on his way!  My baby, the baby that I had dreamed of, prayed for, was told he would never be, was on his way.  If Jackson had been born when I had prayed for him, he wouldn't be the Jackson I have today and he wouldn't have the greatest dad that he has now, life would not be as it is today and life is BETTER TOGETHER!

So, give your faith to the big guy, it turns out he know's what he is doing after all.