It's miscarriage and infant loss remembrance day. I don't need a special day to remember my babies...I think about them often and their due dates and miscarriage dates are fixed in my mental calendar. As each year passes I realize how little I understand about the circumstances of their lives, but I trust God more. If not even a sparrow falls to the ground without His notice, how much more precious the lives of our children. And this year, my Papaw is in heaven with Noel and Zion. He loved his great-grandbabies on earth. Now he's the first one to meet my two little ones in heaven.
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