I was laying in bed and I heard her, like I did most mornings, put her feet on the ground and run down the steps. I knew exactly where she was headed and I remember, as I did every morning, feeling grateful that she still loved to cuddle.
We fit perfectly together.
We didn’t cuddle for long that morning but instead, after having a discussion about waffles, got up and headed to the kitchen. I pulled down the waffle maker and she grabbed the bowl to start mixing the batter. We chatted about the day and the weekend, it had been very full.
She told me stories and I listened.
I told her I loved her, as I did many times a day, and she responded with a smile.
Our love is solid, our bond is deep and our hearts are connected.
That same afternoon I was walking home from the theater after volunteering, it was a beautiful Fall day. I stopped to take a picture of my feet in the leaves, the title ~ I love Fall!
I saw them hiding behind a tree and knew exactly what they were doing. Wearing spy glasses and hats both girls were trying not to move.
I played along.
Eventually they both came running towards me excited to tell me about their day.
Anna jumped around a bit, happy to have been playing with her sister, and then ran up the street back to the house.
Abigail walked with me and told me all about her first Annie rehearsal. Her voice was sore and her feet tired. They had started with It’s a Hard Knock Life and she was thrilled to be an orphan. The excitement in her voice made my heart so happy.
I loved that she was sharing, she was happy and that we were connected. I remember looking forward to her teen years, and although they would come with challenges, as they do with most teenage girls, I knew we would make it through with even a deeper connection.
Abigail is a blessing that I never knew I needed and, as we were growing in our relationship as mother and daughter, I felt so much gratitude in having her in my life.
I grabbed her hand and she held it tight.
We ate dinner before I needed to leave for another obligation with the theater. The girls sat on the bar stools and laughed about spying on Tom. Anna, very happy to be playing with her sister. Abigail, happy and loving life.
“I love you to the moon and back,” I said as they continued to laugh and giggle at their seats. My heart was happy they were having so much fun together.
My heart filled with love for my family, I walked to the door, turned around and said goodbye.
For Tom and I, every day of the year is another day without our girls. We never stop feeling the heartache of their absence.
Today, on their Heaven Day, we give thanks to the countless people in our lives, both near and far, that have prayed, supported, loved and held us this past year. We believe that God has used each and everyone of you to show that He is so real and His truth is alive and well.
We know our girls are good by the peace that He places on our hearts everyday.
We know that if we asked them to come back they wouldn’t.
We miss them terribly but trust in God’s word and look forward to the day when we too are in eternity.
We see clearly the love and joy He wants us, all of us, to spread.
Our girls lives were remarkable and now, in Heaven, they have shown us all what it truly means to love one another.
As always, I AM PROUD TO BE THEIR MOM!!!
When I said goodbye a year ago today I had no idea what that truly meant. I rest in knowing that one glorious day my girls will say, “Welcome to Heaven Mom!”
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13