I don't pretend to understand the rhyme and reason behind life and loss.
I sometimes think how old our two babies would be had we not miscarried.
I wonder whether or not they would have been boys or girls.
Would we have been a family with six children?
Would they have looked like the girls - which ones?
What kind of personalities would they have had?
What would their little voices - their little laughs - have sounded like?
As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher
than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.
Isaiah 55:9
Thankful that one day we'll be with our babies again.
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