Saturday, March 2, 2013
Today is a good day.
It’s a good day to remember.
Rachel, you would be 28 this year
if you were still with us.
I wonder what you are doing today? I wonder what you would be doing if you were still here?
I am wise enough to understand that you are in a lot better place.
I wouldn't wish for you to come back.
I want you to know that I still remember you.
I really don’t cry anymore.
I hope that doesn't bother you.
Jesus really has turned my sorrow into joy.
I wish you could have met your
sisters and brothers.
I wish we could have spent more time together.
Nine months of a pregnancy was not enough.
I remember what it was like losing you.
I remember being numb and seeing all the other beautiful babies that were still alive;
It was a sad reminder that I couldn't have my firstborn daughter.
Since your birth and death, I have heard of other babies that have died from your syndrome.
Potter’s Syndrome is still fatal in every case.
Some families suffer the loss of more than one child from this disorder. I can’t imagine that.
It was so difficult to lose you.
I wish I could visit the cemetery today
but it is too far away.
I remember the sadness
but today my heart is filled with hope.
On your tombstone are two Bible verses. They read;
1 Thessalonians 4:16-17
For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.
Rachel, these verses are why I can still live;
God has filled my heart with hope
and our day is coming.
A day where we will not have to say goodbye again. A day where we can share our lives together.
We have eternity Rachel and some days I can’t wait for our lives together, to begin again.
I love you Rachel.
I don’t know if you celebrate birthdays in heaven but I am remembering.
Remembering your short life, remembering losing you and remembering that we have a promise from our Heavenly Father.
I'm listening for the trumpet Rachel.
We will meet the Lord, together.
I love you Honey.
I'm crying now.
They are peaceful tears,
filled with love.