Thursday, June 5, 2014

4 months

4 months
120 days
2880 hours

Every moment missing you

Wondering how your laugh would sound
how your skin would feel
how your hair would smell 

Looking at your empty crib
your new clothes
your unmoving rocking chair

The house was clean
your clothes were washed
the carseat installed
hearts were ready

It seems so strange to be a mom without a baby
with heart and arms so empty

But I don't grieve without hope
This isn't the end
just the other side of heaven


  1. That was beautiful. You have a way with words that I so admire.

  2. Beautifully written. <3 praying for you still. :(

  3. Beautiful. Prayers continue for you friend.

  4. I agree with what everyone has said. "For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us...We ourselves groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for adoption as sons and daughters, the redemption of our bodies." So glad this is not all there is.

  5. We do not know one another. I reached your website while doing a search for Stitch Fix. I was so very sorry to read about the loss of Olivia. Will be thinking of you and praying for you and your husband.

  6. Alex I love this. Beautiful and so many of my same thoughts. WOW!