I know I already gave birth to you.
I know your birth was too soon. Since Dec 18th I know that I will get to hold you in my arms someday.
This weekend would have been the time I would have brought you into this world and cradled you close. Your due date was July 15th (give or take a few, I am sure). I would have counted every finger and toe. I would have kissed your cheeks. I would have marvelled at every movement and sound from you.
But my arms are empty and Heaven seems too far away today.
Your birth had a purpose that I am still waiting for. I know the purpose and the blessing that comes with it.
Life as I know it now is full of much more hope because of you. I love deeper, bigger and wider.
You are loved and I know that you know this the best out of anyone because you reside with Love now.
Happy “unofficial” birthday dear one!
