8 results for tag: A Letter to My Hope Baby
Dear Odelle: A Letter to My Hope Baby
My darling,
From the moment I first knew of your existence, I have loved you more than words can say. Tears fill my eyes even now as I think of the precious gift of your life. What a tremendous privilege it is to be your mother. Though many years have passed since we were last together, you will always have my heart. Oh! Those precious days when your tiny frame was cradled within me! I can still vividly recall the wonder of watching my body begin to swell as you grew day by day, seeing you squirm about on the monitor during ultrasounds, and dreaming of the life we would share. I am forever grateful for each day we had together.
And then the ...
Dear Noelle: A Letter to my Hope Baby
Noelle,
My dear, we miss you. Oh, we miss you. You’re missing from every day. There’s a hole in our family. How I want you! I got to wrap my mommy-arms around you in the hospital. You were a perfect baby. Full cheeks. Sweet hair. Plump lips. You were beautiful. I’m not over losing you. Though my grief is much different now these years later, it seems that yours are the tears that don’t stop being shed. And, I’m still waiting.
Jesus. That’s who you’re enjoying now. How blessed! How beautiful! How rich! How glorious! I’ve gotten to know him better since you went ahead. Much. And, what I know without a shadow of a doubt is that I have ...
Dear Simeon: A Letter to My Hope Baby
Simeon,
How can I even begin to tell you how grateful I am to be your mother? You are so loved and so missed. My heart aches at the thought of the many, many moments I have longed to share with you on this side of eternity. Your absence is felt every day—in every family picture, on every vacation, throughout each holiday. How I long to look into your beautiful eyes, see your smile, hear the sound of your laughter, wrap you all up in my arms. Someday, my sweet boy. Someday.
Looking in at our household full of boys, I am sure some might assume that one more boy added into all this rumpus and chaos wouldn't really change the dynamic of our home. But ...
Dear Noah + Isabelle: A Letter to My Hope Babies
My Precious Babies,
Can you believe it has been six years since we lost you, Noah, and five years since we lost you, Isabelle? Sometimes, I don’t know where the time has gone, but I do know that I have spent a lot of that time missing you so very deeply.
I have wanted to be a mama as far back as I remember. Anytime I played house growing up, I was the mom. I dreamed about getting married and having kids one day, so once your dad and I got married, we could not wait to have a baby! Noah, when I found out I was pregnant with you, I was home alone because dad was at work, and I cried tears of joy. We decided not to wait to announce I was pregnant, so ...
Dear Kinley: A Letter to My Hope Baby
Dear Kinley,
Oh my sweet girl, how has it already been over 12 years since I last held you in my arms? Time goes by so quickly. Your 13th birthday will be in here in December. A teenager. Wow! There are so many life lessons learned in the teenage years. Things I wish I could have taught you or helped you process. Instead, I feel I have learned many things from God because of you.
Even though you are not here, God continues to use you, your story, for His glory. I wanted so much for the narrative of your life to read as a miraculous tale of healing. I desperately prayed for that miracle. However, that wasn’t how God wrote your story. He did not ...
Dear Chance: A Letter to my Hope Baby
Dear Chance,
It is hard to believe that eight years have passed since I held your tiny body in my arms, admired your cute-as-a-button nose, and soaked in every detail of your being. Those early days after saying goodbye were filled with deep sadness, pain, and grief. The tears came heavy and often, hitting with a force so sudden it took my breath away. A tear-stained pillow was my common companion as light gave way to darkness. Slowly, as days passed and time kept inching on, the space between the blows of grief widened ever so slightly. And again, ever so slightly, until eventually joy reclaimed its proper place and I discovered purpose in the ...
Dear Paige: A Letter to My Hope Baby
Baby Girl,
My arms still ache to hold you. My ears long to hear your sweet giggles. My hands yearn to brush your hair. My lips want to kiss your cheeks. My heart breaks because I can’t see you growing up. I can’t read to you, or sing lullabies to you, or make you pancakes in the shape of numbers on your birthday.
There is always someone missing from the breakfast table and the family photos. There is a room that never got the chance to be yours. Your sweet brothers talk about you and take flowers to your grave. And those brothers of yours are everything to me, just like you are. No one else can ever take the place in mommy’s heart ...
Through A Wound: A Letter to My Hope Baby
Tomorrow will be nine years without you. Nine years since we found out that we lost and heaven gained.
My heart has been a hurricane of emotion through the years, changing direction and intensity without warning or predictability. There have been days when I just couldn’t seem to back away from a cliff edge of grief and pain. And others where I have been gripped by the fear that as time passes and the normalcy of life continues to settle in around me you will be forgotten by others, or your life will be thought less significant.
But dear one, I have come to realize that the Lord has done an incredible work in my life throughout the past nine ...
