J is ten months today. Ten precious months have passed. It's amazing how much I love her.
but it's still bittersweet.
Not a day goes by that I don't think of Samantha, Dominic, or Noah.
but we have a good God and heaven waits.
I think of them walking with Jesus and asking him curiously "when's our mommy going to get here?"
And I know that someday...when my eyes take in the sight of Jesus, I will be overjoyed......and that in the next glimpse...there will be three beautiful children....and I will run to them.
And all will be well.
This much is true and it's what I cling to on the darkest days.
This pain will not last forever.
I never knew what loss was until my babies were ripped away.
~S
