Sometimes I wish it were that easy.
To send a message in a bottle to Heaven, or whisper something and know beyond the shadow of a doubt Jenna hears it. Or tap an angel on the shoulder and ask him to carry a note back to my daughter. Most of the time I have no trouble believing she hears and sees us, but other times Heaven feels a crazy mess away.
The sadness that crept into my heart a few days ago is mostly gone, but it left a serious tiredness I just can’t shake.
Part of that is due to caring for my little one who has had a high fever but thankfully now on the mend.
today will involve a bit of chocolate, a whole lot of rest and tons of Bubby time. I think I may even try to make it to the nursery to pick up some petals for Jenna’s garden.
Jenna, if I could write a letter to Heaven and get it in your hands – literally, it would mostly tell you how much you are missed. There is this crazy hole, in the midst of our very blessed lives, you left behind. It was meant for you baby girl, only you.
Today – a totally random day on the calendar – is for you, celebrating the fact that you were ever a part of our lives. For that I am forever thankful.
Love you always,