It’s September 16th. Forever burned into my memory. First, b/c it was my high school boyfriend’s birthday. (I suppose it still IS his birthday, and he’s still a friend of mine, so happy birthday, Friend.)
But now I’ll always remember this day b/c this was the due date of the sweet baby we lost in February. We thought that this week we’d be meeting another little one, welcoming him/her into the world.
I am not sad today. I am happy and blessed. I am happy that the LORD is sovereign. And blessed to be carrying another baby, due to be born in February.
About six months ago, during some prayer time, I was finally able to write about losing our baby. Just a few lines. But remembering our sweet little one today, I wanted to share them here.
You were barely here, then gone
Like the slightest refrain of a song.
A whisper, a breath, a tiny breeze.
And never will my fingers touch your earthly face –
Or ever feel the sweetest grace
of holding you that way.
And though I search for but a glimpse of who you would have been
My heart holds steady to the One you’re hidden in.
Still and quiet I remain.