We prayed for a miracle which God granted in heaven. Daily we walk the path of grief, ever leaning on Jesus for our comfort. Until we meet again Millie, always remember you are forever loved and missed!

Thursday, September 30, 2021

๐—ง๐—ผ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—–๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—”๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐— ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜๐—ต ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ

 


For 30 days I have shared what cancer has done in our lives and to our baby girl Millie.
The heartache, the fear, the pain, and the end.
๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜โ€ฆ for in our family and many others the part that has no end is the ๐™œ๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™›.
I could start to name all the children I know who have been attacked by this disease, battled hard, but lost the fightโ€”yet I wonโ€™t. There are too many!
I could share all my friendโ€™s stories of their precious babies and what they went throughโ€”but again I am afraid I would leave one out. Each childโ€ฆ each familyโ€ฆ each story is so deep, so painful, so filled with real people and LIFE before it came to their death.
So instead, I will take you back into our storyโ€”Millieโ€™s story and our grief.
When we chose where we would lay Millieโ€™s body to rest, it was in a cemetery that many of our older generations were buried in. It was about 10 miles from our home in a direction that I only headed about once a month. After we enrolled our girls in public school this year, we pass that cemetery 2-3 times a day. TWO to THREE times a day I drive past and think, โ€œMaybe I should go to the cemetery. I could drive through and make sure her grave is okay. I donโ€™t have to get out. I could visit her for a few minutesโ€. This daily conversation goes on in my head and then I talk myself out of it. I havenโ€™t told anyone about it other than the Lord. I just know as I come to the cemetery that I will start thinking the same line of thought, โ€œMaybe I shouldโ€ฆโ€ It is such a surreal feeling that the little body I cared for would be laying in the cemetery so close, yet so far from my reach.
However, the other side of me realizes that she is not there. Her earthly body that betrayed her is there. Her cancer filled body is there. The closest thing I have left of her is there, but SHE has gone home! Her sweet and sassy spirit is gone. Her personality is gone. Her earthly life is only a memory now. Again, the hope of heaven becomes so much closer and much sweeter when part of your heart lives there.
Blessings sweet friends,
๏ธตโ€ฟ๏ธตโ€ฟเญจโ˜†เญงโ€ฟ๏ธตโ€ฟ๏ธต
โ˜†๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸโ˜…,๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸโ˜†ใ€€๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸโ˜…
I still believe in Millieโ€™s Miracle
โ˜†๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ Hebrews 11:1 ๏ฝก๏ฝฅ:*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸโ˜†
๏ธตโ€ฟ๏ธตโ€ฟเญจโ˜†เญงโ€ฟ๏ธตโ€ฟ๏ธต

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