Monday, February 17, 2014

the seventeenth of february

       
My sweet little Bug, 

280 days ago your precious life began. From nothing but mere cells, your being began to form. What an absolute miracle to marvel at. And although today, the day that would have been your birthday, I am here without you, I want you to know what a lasting impact you made on your mother's heart. 

You entered my life for a reason. Your short little life counted. Each heart beat, however brief, echoed through my body and was heard by the Almighty Everlasting Father. You were made in His image. You were loved. You are loved. And you will not be forgotten.

One day I'll hold you. One day I'll kiss your forehead and hear your laugh. I'll look at you and all my questions will be answered. Tears will cease and joy will be unending. But unfortunately, I'll have to wait for that one day. So today, I will just remember the sweet, secret place the two of us shared. 

I love you, 
Mom 

Jeremiah 1:15

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