Happy six month heaven day sweet baby girl. Six months. Has God sustained us? Yes. Is it any easier? No. Because the heart doesn’t break one time and then slowly come back together. It breaks over, and over, and over, and over. My heart breaks every time I see an adorable bow that I would have loved to see on you. Seeing pictures of smiling babies and being reminded that I can’t see yours. Expectant mothers beaming with joy, because I wish so badly I could go back to a time that I didn’t know this pain. But six months ago, God welcomed you home. I will never understand this side of heaven, but I do know you are at peace, and you are beautiful. You are God’s child first, and He was overjoyed the day you ran into His arms. That thought–that image–gets me through the repeated heartbreak. So even though my heart will continue to break until He calls me home, it will also continue to heal. 💔
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