Merry Christmas my tiny Angel. You should be here with us, six months old, a bundle of goodness, joy to all around you. This would be your first Christmas, and since you cant be with your Mommy and Daddy or me, your Nonnie, I know that Jesus has you in his arms and you will celebrate with him. I think about you so very often, wondering what you would be doing if you were here, if you would look like your sweet sister, what type of little boy would we see. I cry sometimes, and ask why? I know God needed you to be with him, and one day I shall see you, but right now, right this minute it is hard. Heartbreak for me and so many, but nothing like the heartbreak of your Mommy and Daddy. They have been so very brave. I am so thankful your Mommy got to hold you, and that we have a picture of you. As your Nonnie, it is a double whammy to be heartbroken for the loss of my Grandson and to also be heartbroken to see my Child go through such a loss Your Daddy is a very brave young Man, he was a soldier, served his country, and now he is a Great Father to your sister, and works very hard for his family. He is very funny, always making everyone around him laugh, but as his Mom, I know he holds a lot deep inside. Your Mommy is a school teacher, so pretty and so funny as well. She is a good Mommy and misses you every single day. She is doing lots better and has even helped others who have lost their babies. Your Sister is three, just this week. She is very smart, and one of the friendliest little girls I have ever known, loves everyone, knows everyone in her big extended family, she is very independent and brings so much joy into our lives, just as you would have. It is scary down here sometimes, the world seems to be getting crazier and crazier, but it helps knowing we have a special Angel up there, I know you watch over us because you send us signs, like the balloon release at your memorial when a heart was formed in the sky, or the baby Cardinal that appears just outside my window. Even today, leaving Church I saw a little one about your age and my heart ached but I also felt a strong sense of love. Merry Christmas my sweet Peter, may you dance and sing with the cherubs this Christmas, and till that day when we are reunited, know that you're are thought of, loved and missed every single day.
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Merry Christmas Baby Angel
Merry Christmas my tiny Angel. You should be here with us, six months old, a bundle of goodness, joy to all around you. This would be your first Christmas, and since you cant be with your Mommy and Daddy or me, your Nonnie, I know that Jesus has you in his arms and you will celebrate with him. I think about you so very often, wondering what you would be doing if you were here, if you would look like your sweet sister, what type of little boy would we see. I cry sometimes, and ask why? I know God needed you to be with him, and one day I shall see you, but right now, right this minute it is hard. Heartbreak for me and so many, but nothing like the heartbreak of your Mommy and Daddy. They have been so very brave. I am so thankful your Mommy got to hold you, and that we have a picture of you. As your Nonnie, it is a double whammy to be heartbroken for the loss of my Grandson and to also be heartbroken to see my Child go through such a loss Your Daddy is a very brave young Man, he was a soldier, served his country, and now he is a Great Father to your sister, and works very hard for his family. He is very funny, always making everyone around him laugh, but as his Mom, I know he holds a lot deep inside. Your Mommy is a school teacher, so pretty and so funny as well. She is a good Mommy and misses you every single day. She is doing lots better and has even helped others who have lost their babies. Your Sister is three, just this week. She is very smart, and one of the friendliest little girls I have ever known, loves everyone, knows everyone in her big extended family, she is very independent and brings so much joy into our lives, just as you would have. It is scary down here sometimes, the world seems to be getting crazier and crazier, but it helps knowing we have a special Angel up there, I know you watch over us because you send us signs, like the balloon release at your memorial when a heart was formed in the sky, or the baby Cardinal that appears just outside my window. Even today, leaving Church I saw a little one about your age and my heart ached but I also felt a strong sense of love. Merry Christmas my sweet Peter, may you dance and sing with the cherubs this Christmas, and till that day when we are reunited, know that you're are thought of, loved and missed every single day.
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