Jude would have turned eighteen months today.
There are so many things I am missing about him tonight.
I miss the way he smelled
and his sweet little tape-covered cheek when I kissed it.
I miss the way his fingers squeezed mine
and his beautiful, beautiful eyes.
I miss how he loved his back rubbed
and the angry face he made when the nurses did something he didn't like.
I miss how he fell asleep so peacefully when we were holding him.
I can still feel the weight of my baby in my arms.
I so look forward to the day when I get to hold him again.
Every good and perfect gift is from above,
coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights,
who does not change like shifting shadows.
James 1:17
4 comments:
Beautiful post, Mandy!
Oh Mandy. I love how you show us your heart. Thank you for letting us into your love for Jude.
Sweet Jude. Izzy still talks about him! And I show him his picture on my phone. "Jude will get a new body someday!" he says. Gracie says, "Me too!" It's true! :) We miss him. His little cry face... his eyes. I'm so blessed to have met him. We love all 4 of you!
Thank you, friends! :-) I love you!
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