Today marks the third year anniversary of our sweet little
Olivia Hope's passing. This afternoon, we held our traditional memorial balloon
release in her honor. Three years ago, our lives changed forever, and for the
rest of my days here on earth, I will feel like a part of me is missing.
To my precious baby girl,
I never saw your eyes open or
heard your cry, but I knew you liked music because you would dance inside my
womb. I never held you as you nursed, but I had one chance to touch your cool,
smooth forehead to my lips. I never saw you take your first steps, but I felt
your kicks and somersaults inside me as I tried to sleep. And when I no longer
felt them, I knew you were gone and a part of me went away with you. I will
never see you grow and mature, marry and have children of your own, but I know
you are in the presence of angels at the feet of Jesus. Your name means life
and hope; you have eternal life and we have the hope of seeing you again one
day when God calls us home to heaven where you are.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
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