|Jack has grown about four inches|
in the last six months!
On that wall there's one thing missing. You.
This time of year Mommy often hears people say they wish time could slow down, that their kids are growing too fast. While Mommy has those moments too, more often than not, Mommy finds herself excited to see how your little brother and sister are growing up. With each milestone, Mommy sees a little of what it might have been like with you.
|Layne has begun to write her|
own name next to her
marks on the wall.
In the weeks after you passed away Mommy filled much of the empty time seeking information. At first it was answers related to what could have caused you to be taken from us so suddenly and without a cause. As time went on, deep curiosity filled Mommy's mind. What was it like for you in Heaven? Would anyone there know your bedtime routine or your tickle spots? Would anyone be there to make you feel special or would you just be lost in the crowd? And what Mommy wondered most of all, would you grow up or stay little?
Everything Mommy learned about Heaven shared how the body is made whole again. That everything broken would be fixed. That disease and disability would be gone. The old would become young again and the pain and suffering felt on earth would forever go away. But what about the youngest? What about babies? Would they grow up or would they stay little? Vague and unsure were the answers of most of the authors.
|Here you are dancing with your cousin Cy. |
Cy's in third grade this year.
|Mommy sure misses this smile.|
Five and a half years. It makes me sad to even think of all that Mommy may have missed out on. If Mommy could have it my way I would ask, please baby girl, never grow up. Stay little.
While the time Mommy had with you may have been short, the love that Mommy feels stretches far greater.
Love you, miss you, think of you always Sweet Baby Girl.