At 11:24 am, Crosby Fox turned 2 years and 9 weeks old!!! At 1:41pm, Caroline would have been three. Three years have come and gone. Yet, when I sit here thinking of that dreadful day in February, it almost feels like yesterday. How easily my mind returns to that place of overwhelming grief and sorrow. The pain and agony of childbirth was exceeded tenfold by the loss of a second daughter. A perfect and healthy daughter. I close my eyes and see the delicate features of her lips, the blonde hair covering her head, the lines swirling at her fingertips, creating prints all her own. And those feet. They were one and three eighths of an inch long and slender, with toes shaped like her momma's. Beautiful Caroline. What I would give to have known her more. 24 weeks and 2 days was not long enough and was not part of my plan.
Neither was her brother.
Praise the Lord, He had other plans.
I don't begin to understand this path we have walked. But I will praise HIM for my children. All three of them. I will tell my precious boy of his sisters. He will see their pictures. He will know their names, for they will ever be spoken in this house. Their impact on our lives will not be forgotten.
Happy Birthday, Sweet Caroline...
"The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away. May the name of the Lord be blessed!" Job 1:21 NET
5 comments:
Love you, dear friend! I prayed for you and sweet Caroline yesterday thinking of her birthday. I got my days mixed up! Anyway you have a precious family and you are in my prayers tonight.
peace to you, brave mama, as you love that boy well and look forward to a day when you'll see those beautiful girls again ...
Beautiful, Danielle. That picture of Crosby looking at precious Caroline makes me speechless. I know you look forward to seeing those sweet girls again. And in the meantime, soaking up every minute of their sweet brother. Love you all!
Oh Danielle! My heart aches with you as I remember that day also. I don't know if I've ever told you this, but my Mom called me that afternoon to tell me about sweet Caroline. I can remember exactly where I was. The Dollar Tree in Columbia. And every time I go there, I think about her. I don't know if that's good or bad, but I'm glad to have any and all reminders of her precious life, a gift. We loved her then and love her today. Crosby will be so blessed by his parent's strength and their courage to speak of both she and Finley often. Love you.
Love you, sweet friend. And love your precious babies, too.
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