So my friend came over this afternoon with her brood of children. One of her daughters is 3 months older than our Eva would have been. As I looked at this sweet child toddling around and playing I suddenly realized that my Eva wouldn't be a little bald baby anymore. She would be a little girl with blue eyes and brown hair long enough to squeeze into tiny little pigtails. She would be toddling around carrying a doll. She would be smiling at her daddy. She would be crying when one of her brothers knocked her down. She would be comforted by mommy's arms. She would be almost 16 months old now. Suddenly it struck me, my little girl is growing up in Heaven. How I miss her.
Someday it will be okay. Someday I will hold her in my arms and I won't weep. Someday I won't wish for every kiss and every growing-up moment that I haven't had with her.
Today I do.
This is so true. I miss her with you.
ReplyDelete((hugs)) I am very sorry for the loss of your sweet Eva and all of the little losses that go along with that. Every day that goes by here on earth is one day closer to when we will see our children again.
ReplyDeleteWith love and Hope,
Cheryl