I was given a great gift this week. A gift so precious and so beautiful that I cannot keep it hidden.
It is the gift of JOY!
Thursday was Millie’s heaven day and I asked that you share special memories of her life. Each one is so cherished! Recounting the way she said things that stand out in my mind so clearly that I can almost audibly hear her speaking.
The sweet memories that I had forgotten. If but for a brief moment in time, I was with my baby again.
On Friday two special gifts showed up. A beautiful floral arrangement sent by other grieving parents to to strengthen our hearts as we walk this journey none wants.
The second a hand painted watercolor of a tiny girl chasing butterflies in a field. Exactly how I imagine Millie. Although it came with no name, I have a huge sneaking suspicion that this person loved and cared for Millie since birth. I also appreciate the many cards, calls, and texts. Your love of us and Jesus shone through in the way you reached out to us this week.
This week was tough. Thank you for loving on our tattered and bleeding hearts.
Blessings sweet friends…
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I still believe in Millie’s Miracle
｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Hebrews 11:1 ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
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