Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Days and weeks have passed since we knew you were with us. Your presence came at such a precise moment, answering, echoing our hearts. We haven’t forgotten.
Today I sit and remember. Last year at this time we never knew where He would take us. But just a month later, we celebrated you. And a month later your dear sister or brother, and now we await your sister. We haven’t forgotten you.
Times emotion wells up, hitting home. Life without you. At Christmas, singing “o sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation…” my mind immediately went to you both. You were at the throne, before the Christ Child, singing expectantly, in exaltation. And the tears poured down my cheeks. Imagining the glory before you. Missing you all the while.
And this sister of yours, as she kicks, making her presence known, has not taken your place in our hearts. The years we waited for all of you; never knowing if you would even be conceived. How grateful we are for minutes, moments, days with you. The years of waiting, pain and sorrow intermixed, are not forgotten.
Babies ours, at the throne, I wonder what life is like before your eyes. To have the Savior before you. To live and breathe in the presence of I AM. I want to be with you. I won’t know until He brings me home if we will ever meet face to face. To know if you look like me or like daddy. I’m certain you are beautiful, radiating the presence of the Holy one, and in light of that, nothing else matters. You are where you were created to be.
But in case you ever wonder, we love you. We remember you. We praise the Lord for you. For the pain, sorrow and joy surrounding. You are loved.