Sunday, February 12, 2012

So much left of your story

My Precious Eden,

Tonight I wrote about what it was like to hold your baby sister in my arms for the first time.

I still miss you so much. I am still grateful for every second of your short little life. I wish you were tearing things apart with Zoe, but every day I see more and more of God's plan with you, and I know He has even more in store than I will ever understand.

I wish I could kiss you goodnight and smell your damp hair.

Someday, in eternity...

~Mama

"Yet still, hearing her precious cry and looking into her little face for the first time...those were nothing compared to that first moment where I could lay her on my chest and just drink her in.

Holding God's promise, skin to skin, in the quiet curtained space...I will never forget."