Baby Boy,
Mama is missing you tonight. I long to hold you in my arms and rock you just as I held your brothers tonight. Aidan asked about you the other day. He told me he misses you because he wants to play with you. That was hard for this broken-hearted mother to hear. I could only tell him that he would play with you in heaven one day, and that I miss you too. Sweet love, I wish you never left us.
"Blessed are those who mourn for they will be comforted." Matthew 5:4
Lord, comfort me tonight.
1 comment:
xox. Sometimes the missing is overwhelming, isn't it?
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