Well, here we are. After a month and counting, we lost our little one late Sunday night. It was a long and expected loss, yet no easier than if not expected. Part of me is relieved, closure I suppose, but here I am, confronted with grief I told myself I dealt with. I see now, I only shoved it away.

Though we may not know why our sweet baby only made it to such a tender age, one thing we know is true. Our first, dwells in the house of God, forever; resting in all God's goodness, peace, and love. For this we rejoice, even when our hearts are heavy.

Sweet love, you are in good hands now. Better hands than we could have ever provided you with, surrounded by more love than we could have ever gave to you. We look forward to the long awaited day we get to meet you. We will never forget you and the impact you made on our lives, the joy you brought. For this, we thank the Lord.

Here, we rest, knowing our God is with you.

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever."
Psalm 23


Goodbye, for only a short while, for it is said, each man's life is but a breath in the eyes of eternity.

We love you.